I need to write

I Need to write

I need to write;
persue my inner ambition,
release my soul;
reflect the human condition

but i'm trapped in existance
knowing it's not real
searching through a crowd
for something that will let me feel

to find that connection to reality
it's never what it seems
the signs point in all directions
and whisper in my dreams

like crawling from a bottomless pit
in the oceans mighty depths
trying to see beyond my struggle
and let go of my fear of death

though on the surface all seems placid
hiding the screams beneath
decieving the ones who lap at it's surface
and pulling in the wandering sheep

 

thanks for the kind words... even though it was a while ago.

i didn't think i liked this poem much.... because it didn't end how I wanted it to.

but the more i live the more i realize that it expresses the reality of what i was trying to say

it was just supposed to turn out to be more of a poem about overcoming things pulling yourself out of darkness, and finding the true light.

but reality just seems to be far more than just dualities of light and darkness up and down