It's true. No one really knows what's going on. No scientist, no religious priest, no philosopher, no lunatic really no one actually has ultimate answers. We are born into a mystery, truly. What does it take each one of us to admit, that we are all just trying to make sense of things? Life is …
This world we carry on our shoulders
We see it everywhere. We see it when we watch T.V, we see it when we check social media, we see it in newspapers ( at least some of them ). Fear, hatred, violence, lies, corruption, and destruction. It seems as if our world is falling apart, as if it can't be held together anymore …
Walking through the concrete graveyard
Walking through the streets I see people with rigid faces and stale eyes, life has been sucked out of them it seems, perished, blown out like the candles light and only the fleeting smoke is left. Me? I'm just wondering, trying to make sense of it all, Life a mystery - not to be understood …
this simple life
Suns shine, Stars do as well, Plants grow, Lungs breathe, Hearts beat, Eyes see and Ears hear, Take a seat, Breathe in deeply, No one is in control, Nobody needs to be in control.
red pill poetry 