22 Diaries. Story four

and you showed me
and you told me
Born in sunshine
where everything is bright and warm.
Not born in darkness
left on its own in cold.
where I don’t belong
where I should head next
Perhaps the only thing I should want
is not to want anything.
the unreal views
mixed with dreams
like a herbal tea
mixed with poison
where does it take me
to another dimension
where I cannot remember anything
where I have to start all over
Rarely crossing paths with the light
I always shut my eyes.
Perhaps I’m wrong
and everyone around me is right.
not to grow any further
that’s what you’re telling me
just be
right here
right now
to cherish every moment
however dull
however boring
however depressing
You ungrateful bitch.
just stuck in limbo
drafting lines
the ideas in my head
should have been
just ideas in my head
Stick to the rules
follow the followers.

© W. Donovan

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