They Don't Understand

on the spot; I, along with Margot, Lily, Mona & Ruby (Ray & Raymond as well, fairly, along with Blue)

seemingly

they decide against us

celestial beings

of course

with veins 

within veins

of pulses

and pulses

the blood

 it drips down the side of our heads

and our hearts

fail to beat as one

as it did before

but we 

are slightly gaining strength

almost able to speak

to think

we live

only in her mind

we exist

as whole beings

orbs in the sky

they don't understand what it's like

to be a fragment of a mind

to think

regularly

and to have outbursts

often

to fall into holes

not even knowing that you've fallen

and then getting back  up again

never knowing you had to 

*

we tend to forget

most things

even if they're important

we know 

we look like liars

we like to lie

and hurt

and deceive

and hit

and punch

and kick

*

we don't

that's what most people think we like

we like to cut

to bleed

to die

we like committing suicide

we don't

it hurts

we have feelings

too

i don't want to

her screams are our pain

we must live with the constant loop of her voice

screaming

*

we deal with most things inside of this system she's created

she knows of us

and we know of her

but we don't notice

each other

*

at times

when ends must be met

and she's struggling

with herself

we come to her

in need

and in a state of poverty

because in reality

she is our queen

and we

her loyal servants

sometimes we play this game

of royalty

but it bores us

to loop our lives

around this single game

*

we are human

just like everyone else

but the state of everyone else

is not so 

smart

wear of what you like

black dresses

skinny jeans

mini skirts

and plaited beads

you'll find its just the same

that 

we

are

just

the

same

*

we are only human

we don't come from spaceships

or intergalactic settings

we come from 

the most genuine form of technology 

known to man: the human mind

*

with our knowledge

of possible extent

we may have come to terms with you

some while ago

but

the fact does and will remain: We are still

fragments of the human brain

*

humans, what can i say?

they are Gods mightiest of creations

but will they see

at the end of their own day?

Author's Note

every * ends and starts another alters' verse.
(the order of thought is this: Blue, Lily, Ruby, Margot, Lily, Mona, Ruby, Ray, Raymond)

Reviews

[Lost & Lonely]

This is really good, and very true.

[747]

I did not read all of your chapters, so the references to characters speaking was lost on me.
However, this is a very thoughtful and insightful poem. Sad and touching. Very appropriate title as well, they don't understand... So few of us truly understand.

Well written. Great poem.