Wanting for nothing
poem by:
Written
on Jul 20, 2016
Feeling used.
Broken down.
Like a barrow without a wheel.
Staring into the mirror of life.
Reflecting an image beyond recognition.
I see the face, but it doesn’t see me.
I stare into it’s eyes, but it doesn‘t look back.
Who are you? What is your name?
Who are you? One and the same?
A smile is an accessory, To be worn at all the right times.
No words need to be spoken,
No thought need be created.
No escape plan need be hatched.
No reason for being.
Anymore.
No final resolution.
No fight or flight.
No struggle.
No pursuit.
No reason.
No more.
Let go.
Nothingness.
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