Open Poetry #38 |
I slept too deep |
themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
When I fell asleep I did not dream and I’d forgotten I’d forgotten of my tense and I’d forgotten of the foolishness I’d forgotten all the schedules and future detriments I’d forgotten of the TV and the arrogance of man I felt sadness black when I awoke and remembered where I was Instant memories were traded for this bliss it felt like dying Not being was like heaven how sad to have to wake And remember were I am so fake Stuck here now in waiting for my end soon much like you To have a blank existence that need not make some sense I wish I could be there again and forget forever I hope that death leads not to another realm were nonsense rules Where time and words hold no meaning and I need not feel to be I am the two-toed wanderer |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I think you nailed life in general, we are all sort of "stuck" in this existance, and hoping to make the best of what we are dealt. |
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