My Dark Thoughts
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
522
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
My Dark Thoughts
My Dark Thoughts...
There have been days where I have thought of nothing except the darkness...
...What is known of the darkness anyways. I feel myself deluded illusion-ed given false hope for something I don't even know what it was now, can't remember anymore...
...There were days it consumed me, drowned me. So much betrayal, so much hate and anger. Feeling so lost, so alone. Empty without hope without anyone there for me...
..I had lost so much. Of myself. My life. And whatever of my future that was left...
...If any....
...Resent...most of what I feel when I see people around me...
...Enjoying themselves without knowing the hardships one goes through to give it to them...
...Never appreciating anything given...
.......People...all around busy as ants. Doing what they're told. Never doubting what they're being told to do, or believe. They just go about their day, as if nothing...
...caging themselves in routine, normalcy. Ignoring truth around them choosing to stay ignorant. Children lost, taken, forgotten heard of again only in whispered rumors living lives that are denied...becoming people of myth. non existent, not in this world they don't exist, they can't...
...destruction of lives and land...our home....
.............uncaring of the very earth we live on.......
....The Earth dying...Because of us...Because we destroy...
........so many solutions yet none are used for our greater problems.....
Why?
....Why hasn't anyone spoken?..
........And if someone has...
........Why haven't they been heard?
......Because we don't care...
........We never have, and we never will.....
..........I often think about the demons in stories...
....How terrible they were said to be...
....But how terrible were they, really?...
.....They only hurt people...
.......And we hurt each other all the time...
....... We fight each other in wars...about what?...
....Civil rights?...
.....How dangerous they can become.......
..........False morality........To take land....
.....To have fear and control.......
..........Demons never made an excuse it was what it was...
........they never made it out to be something it wasn't....
........They took what they wanted and that was the end.........
.........But that isn't enough for people...
...even when they have what they want...
...they always take more.....
...........They always have to have more.......
..........Even if it hurts others....
....Even if it hurts them.....
...So much violence, greed, and despicable stupid human ignorance...
.................What a waste........
....People are a waste....we don't do anything useful....
..............We're like a virus.....
...One with an ultimate end..........self destruction...
.....We will bring our own end...
..........When we finish making our bed we'll have no choice but to sleep on it.
When that day comes I'll smile. Fore you then will have nothing like me.
Only empty silence, and pain.
There have been days where I have thought of nothing except the darkness...
...What is known of the darkness anyways. I feel myself deluded illusion-ed given false hope for something I don't even know what it was now, can't remember anymore...
...There were days it consumed me, drowned me. So much betrayal, so much hate and anger. Feeling so lost, so alone. Empty without hope without anyone there for me...
..I had lost so much. Of myself. My life. And whatever of my future that was left...
...If any....
...Resent...most of what I feel when I see people around me...
...Enjoying themselves without knowing the hardships one goes through to give it to them...
...Never appreciating anything given...
.......People...all around busy as ants. Doing what they're told. Never doubting what they're being told to do, or believe. They just go about their day, as if nothing...
...caging themselves in routine, normalcy. Ignoring truth around them choosing to stay ignorant. Children lost, taken, forgotten heard of again only in whispered rumors living lives that are denied...becoming people of myth. non existent, not in this world they don't exist, they can't...
...destruction of lives and land...our home....
.............uncaring of the very earth we live on.......
....The Earth dying...Because of us...Because we destroy...
........so many solutions yet none are used for our greater problems.....
Why?
....Why hasn't anyone spoken?..
........And if someone has...
........Why haven't they been heard?
......Because we don't care...
........We never have, and we never will.....
..........I often think about the demons in stories...
....How terrible they were said to be...
....But how terrible were they, really?...
.....They only hurt people...
.......And we hurt each other all the time...
....... We fight each other in wars...about what?...
....Civil rights?...
.....How dangerous they can become.......
..........False morality........To take land....
.....To have fear and control.......
..........Demons never made an excuse it was what it was...
........they never made it out to be something it wasn't....
........They took what they wanted and that was the end.........
.........But that isn't enough for people...
...even when they have what they want...
...they always take more.....
...........They always have to have more.......
..........Even if it hurts others....
....Even if it hurts them.....
...So much violence, greed, and despicable stupid human ignorance...
.................What a waste........
....People are a waste....we don't do anything useful....
..............We're like a virus.....
...One with an ultimate end..........self destruction...
.....We will bring our own end...
..........When we finish making our bed we'll have no choice but to sleep on it.
When that day comes I'll smile. Fore you then will have nothing like me.
Only empty silence, and pain.