Spiritual affliction,
Walking through life third eye blind.
Living corpses,
Smothering of the eternal mind.
Funny how we pass down pain from generation to generation,
Negating to tell our offspring their childhood hardships were but their parents struggle.
Solidifying that we carry self doubt and confusion into adulthood.
Funny how we accept mediocrity,
Smothering passion and dreams,
Willfully accepting that nothing is as it seems... when often it is just that.
Turning our backs on truth,
Rushing hastily through youth,
We run head first into the coldness of reality;
Emotionally and mentally unequipped to deal with life's unpaid dues...
Just_Me_Kelee
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mrmelody7 says: Very refreshen enjoyable read-like a spring shower potent message also |
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DallasCowgirl says: This was very deep and profound |
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hymnagen says: I wholeheartedly agree with my ^^^brotha |
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hymnagen says: and sista's words! |
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Poetic08' says: Powerful. |
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