People Have Become Like AntsA Poem by Doctor Deathstab
Why can’t you comprehend what I’m thinking? Why do you always miss the point? I can’t come to your level of feeling. Don’t mistake this as condescending. You think that life is precious, But I see it as a weight. This burden needs to be lifted. So tell me what would it take. It’s hard to find ascension in the minds of people around me. If anything, I see deconstruction, and backsliding doesn’t astound me. I ask God what propels me forward, and it seems I’m here to wait for an answer. But I see as I grow older humanity is more like a cancer. Why can’t you dive a little bit deeper so I don’t feel so lonely? Why does everything I discuss seem to go over your head? I don’t find happiness in your illusion; Your mundane and finite living. Something tells me I don’t belong here. Maybe I’m just better off dead. © 2009 Doctor DeathstabAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 26, 2009 AuthorDoctor DeathstabDEAboutI am a new breed of poet. I write what I feel and don't give a damn what others think. I am vulgar at times, but my thinking ability goes deeper than obscenities. (Did I spell that right?) So read bet.. more.. |

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