Nothing's Worth (may Trigger)

[souldecay]

Nothing's worth (taken from personal diary)

7.33am and not a wink of rest

To escape into

Bills and debts unforgotten

Desperate and haunted by promises

Pilled up like tall buildings collapsing

Down on me like murderers to my

Useless talents trapped between borders

Unnoticed,

Unforgiving.

Years of toiling for acceptance

In office cubicles, HR rooms and presentations

Foreseen failure and success in establishments

Proposed ideas years ago to

Undesired minds

Now used

But not a dime to show in the bank

In my number like

A prisoner of war lost

In battle for sanity

Consumed by this system

This

Fascist regime

We call life

A formulated one

Cruel in it’s laws taking custody

Of lives we see right next to us everyday

In mornings and nights on plastic seats

Dangling tiredly onto plastic handles

Of the mass rapid transit to what become?

Look to the driver in the other car

Or the public bus making a buck

For his children to play into the future

Of things to begin

Again,

Same as always.

The rooftops of flats have stories to tell

So do the midnight lamps in life forms

Hidden in blocks of concrete

Knowing what can wash up on beaches

The same spoken language in the crematoriums

For us to deny

Right from the school’s syllabus

Day after day

Making the same excuses to pull through

Just one more sight of the living

One more sight of it’s splendor and might

Always threatening to

Swallow my soul

To say goodbye

To nothings worth

8.52 AM

Taking a piss under morning's sun

Bright

in all of its glorious radiance

Crooning on yesterdays rooftops,

Housing yesterday's dreams

And I,

I hear the crows speak

Echoing the feasting orgy of transactions

With the day's new day soon to be

Forgotten as I prepare for my exit into

A rebirth of

Yesterday’s tommorow.

[Ginny]

What a talent for words you have.... touching..

Ginny :mellow:

[souldecay]

thanks Ginny,

your words r warm too. i guess sometimes when your eyes n heart r touched with such sweet beautifull sadness, so blue so pure you tend to spit words outa nothing tht has an emotional impact on someone, somehow.

thank you.