Remember when you were 13
There were things you'd not seen
Life was strange, world was new
Now what the fuck happened to you?
Remember you said those awesome things
You'd face life, whatever it brings
But now you say go with the flow
You don't listen to your soul scream any more
You think the darkness is blessed
And all your thoughts are messed
You laugh sitting alone, scream its ok
While the time of your life slowly slips away
So wake up soldier wake up
Fuck this darkness, take a stand
High time you gave a fuck
About things you don't understand
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This is for me. I need to do this.
Simple and short , yet intriguing.
ReplyDeleteI also loved recycled dreams.
Great stuff..
:)
I understand, completely, this phase of your life.
ReplyDeleteI liked the poem:]
Very sharp.
ReplyDeleteLiked its ending, too.
Rock on!
there is deep ache in its simplicity...i like it and hope not to flow with the flow...
ReplyDeleteI needed this too...thanks :)
ReplyDeleteWeird stuff.....some good stuff too...and great entertainment here ...Went through both of your blogs...not all posts though...random clicking...keep writing....and it was good to stumble upon your blog...I didn't waste my time :)
ReplyDeleteBless Bless .... May your muse always be the weird one ;)
This poem has a sweet rhyme scheme. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteErmm. But you sound like a potential "Discipline loving daddy". =P