i fear that i will never stop
romanticizing a dull future.
i will keep on living with a
head full of dreams and plans
and pushing through the tough
times and awaiting the future
not knowing that the future
won't be any different.
i fear that i am waiting for no reason
i fear that i am living for no reason
that i am hoping for unachievable things
that the world will end before i get to live.
i try and be realistic
but i'm an idealist at heart
i'm a dreamer
and so i have these pictures
in my head
of what my future will look like
scenes straight from novels
and whenever i don't want
to continue living or i forget
why i keep going on
i think of everything that
i want to do
i think of the pictures
in my head and i have hope.
i fear that i have too much hope.
i fear that all my life i will be painfully naïve.
i fear so much and i sometimes wish
that i couldn't ever fear anything again
couldn't ever think or feel or breathe
but i have pictures of my future in my mind
and i want to live them.
there's this void in my chest that will
only be filled once i feel fulfilled
and i keep trying to succeed in this
monotonous point in my life
dreaming of my future.
i fear that this is all for nothing.
i fear that i will try so hard
that i will push myself over the edge
a million times
only to be met with disappointment.
i fear for my future.
i fear for the future of the world.
of future generations.
i wish that alone i could fix this
and ensure that everyone lives
out those pictures in their heads
but i don't have that kind of power.
instead i sit here daydreaming
and living for no reason at all.
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recycled poetry
Poetry❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
