I have a feeling that I can grasp the knowledge
And if I could, I would
Regardless of the feeling that I'm messing with something beyond my comprehension.
Trembling my vision, darkening my field,
shaking to reality, leaving my mind dazed
this feeling has a name, but I've no access to it
making me feel something deeper than depressed.
Arrogantly, I blame this meat vessel that limits my capacities
that has bodily functions: breathes, eats, sleeps, and is;
So as I blindly rebel against my nature
I'm left lusting for that high
and hating myself for being... nothing but a mere fly.
To be aware of your humane limitations
and wishing for more, that is
in simple words for humans
annihilation.
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Human fragility-poems
PoésieA collection of poems I wrote when I was feeling vulnerable and fragile. Most of them are the fruit of emotions felt at night, when you're in the company of only yourself and the core of thoughts.
