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Forgotten Soul
The dreams of their past crumble
before them with each passing day
I am not saying that they have given
up on life, but simply that they have
abandoned their universal youthful
ambitions for a simpler repetitive
robotic mind to guide their tired soul.
I see them every day, staining the
fender on my car as they walk blindly
in front of it, drinking the blood from the
tooth marks on my fist as I stare in bliss
at a fool with a phone playing Tetris
Thank you for filling this empty hole
now continue to sleep
forgotten soul
before them with each passing day
I am not saying that they have given
up on life, but simply that they have
abandoned their universal youthful
ambitions for a simpler repetitive
robotic mind to guide their tired soul.
I see them every day, staining the
fender on my car as they walk blindly
in front of it, drinking the blood from the
tooth marks on my fist as I stare in bliss
at a fool with a phone playing Tetris
Thank you for filling this empty hole
now continue to sleep
forgotten soul
Published 2nd Jan 2016
| Edited 3rd Apr 2019
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2nd Jan 2016 2:56am
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7th Jan 2016 12:12pm
souls can sometimes be too easy to forget, sad really :-(
good poem so well written :-)
good poem so well written :-)
It's dissapointing. We look around & witness most beings tie weights to their ankles, then jump into the ocean. Some will have the opportunity to breathe again. The chains have been removed some how. When they rise to the surface a hand may be extended out towards the soul who was ready to give up the fight blind. Thank you! Looking foward to reading more, your work inspires!!
