Lost in this broken society of hate and pain. A society where we have to hid all of our imperfections behind a mask. Lost behind a blank screen of emotion. Not being able to display how I really feel in front of the world. Afraid of failure but afraid of success. Choosing a direction that leads to a dead end of wrong choices making the u turn of regret. lost in all the pain. The pain caused by the broken and beaten. Lost behind reality. The reality that is so drastically messed up that it drives insanity. Lost behind fear. Fear of hate. fear of regret. fear of pain. Lost behind the meaning of life. The true meaning has been jumbled up and made into a whole new concept by society.Not knowing which one to follow and which one to blow off. Lost between the battlefield of making it through this life. Getting shot each step closer to being happy. Being so close but then a bomb cutting off all ties that are pulling me closer to getting out of the hole named pain.
Lost in who I am. Not knowing who I am. Knowing that i'm an imaginary concept that doesn't exist in the real world. Lost behind man made concepts that corrupt people make screwing everyone in their path. Lost behind the world. Floating out in space not knowing where to go or what to do. Lost behind the human kind. Knowing some many people are in pain but not knowing what to do for them let alone myself. Being lost and needing to be found. My body of imperfections is here. Standing here taking all the pain. Drawing the pain away in my own skin. While my lost soul floats on without me.
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Messed up reality
PoetryShort creative writing pieces made out of pain and regret. Basically explaining how I feel about this messed up world.
