I don’t know about you, but I spent my childhood excited about any time I was allowed to spend alone at home. Especially as a teen, I waited until my parents said they were going out to enjoy my individuality. As teens, some of us threw parties, others just relished in their ability for freedom and autonomy. Everything that fell into place was ergonomically correct…
I left hell when I said goodbye. You looked at me and shrugged. You asked if I was sure enough– The distance as we hugged.
This world…why? What did we do? Why must we hate? What must we prove?
Every yesterday is a day you can never change.
Society has truly been corrupted
By greed and hate
I want to find the portal
To a new reality…
Is there an answer to all of this madness?
Will I get past all my long-lasting sadness?
Slipping into Uncertainty
I choke on Broken pieces Of yesterday
Brainwashed–
slowly sinking
into the drain
of uncertainty–
In debt up to my ears
Waiting for
Divine intervention
To soothe my fears
Stop all that unnecessary chatter
