Everything we are addicted to, takes away the pain
Whether it's cigarettes, drugs, gains or games
Deep down, you know it won't matter and nothing will change
When they take away your addiction, life is what you face
You fear what you don't want to hear so you keep a long range
You rather not be caged, but
When the fated pursues, "I'm feeling deranged"
I want my life sorted and re-arranged
Looking for an escape, but
Woke up disguised
Hypnotized by life
Trying to find me, till I realized
I can end this with a knife
But no! I will strive
It's been grim but I will survive
I'm no one to them
But I'm someone to me
You don't know what I've been through
I'm not everybody and I know I'm somebody or am I a no body?
At least I am a body and everybody is a body so am I everybody?
No one is special
These are my daily thoughts
I learned that some people rise
Because others fall apart
But I'm not smart I have a kind heart
And that changes throughout
People will be using words like clout
How about I tell you to shut that mouth
Life isn't easy, it's like a garden that became drought
And to make it green again, you will have to sprout
With ideas and ideas that won't come out
Because you think there is no point in trying
But hey
I'm still waiting for the day
Peace out.
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Resurgence
PoetryA small poem about a person who at first gave up life but then he realises that life still can go on with hard working and that the regrets and past is what shaped him to be who he is and that no matter how special someone might think he is, they ar...