XVII

In this state of “otherness
Some find it’s fun to miss
The world around them
When the inside is pure bliss

Snapping into this “truth”
That’s been created for me
I watch the unchained enslaved
and know they think they’re happy

But if you could follow me
into this tragic unknown

would you?

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7 thoughts on “XVII

  1. i would not follow you, what would it serve to go into a tragic unknown, when i can step into the wonderment of…….there is no sensibility to this poem………..it is weak and lacks depth of awareness,,,

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  2. it’s easy for you to say that, because you have a choice. but if you’re only choice was follow, or stay in obscurity, which would you choose?

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