Ironic

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: February 15, 2018

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i'm writing a poem
a poem about irony
a poem about how 
the more i think i know
the less i know about
i close my eyes and shut my ears
ignore your tears, enforce your fears
it's all in vane, i'm not good
i'm insane
i'm vile and i'm rotten
have you not forgotten?
you thought i was the apple
but i was the snake
caused countless pain
to find some pleasure
not even that
but merely some leisure
try to use it to make people better
but no one is fine
everything is meaningless 
nothing is divine
nothing is real
nothing exists
i don't want to die
i don't want to exist
i don't want to be part 
of the list
part of the reason why in the future
my own species won't exist
as i utter these words
i continue to live
i continue to breathe
when i could just stop 
and accomplish my dream
but that's the irony
i'm still just a teen
but i have to make decisions as important 
as who,where, what and how i want to be
do i make myself happy and paint all black white
do i make others happy and give them my paint
i don't know
i guess i'll just exist until finally one day 
i won't need to do so anymore.


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