Why Wish,
If in the in end,
It'll backfire?
Why summon the demon,
If before you know it,
Everything is destroyed?
Why make the decision,
If quicker than a blink,
You'd realized you shouldn't have?
Why run?
Why jump?
Why play?
If it's all whisked away?
Why do anything,
If in the end,
It never even matters.
No one will notice a footprint on the moon,
As soon as there is hundreds.
No one sees a murder's footprints,
On the sand of a beach.
We're all just blinks of an eye,
A breath,
A whisper,
Gone in seconds.
Can whispers change a person's thoughts?
Can a breeze change a path?
Will we remember a blink,
Before it's even over.
What's a person,
If they're gone,
In just a few years?
What's a thing,
If it's only ever wasteful?
Why do we bother,
Even try?
What's it worth,
All in the end?
Why do we try, hope or wish?
Isn't it to keep us going?
But to what extent?
Why do we bother?
Why do we try?
Why?
I think,
Hope.
Hope and stupidity.
Mixed with arrogance.
Arrogance and intelligence.
We keep going,
Because we know nothing else.
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Whats_it2you? Poems
PoetryJust a few random poems that I've written. Most of them are really short, and are confusing, but they're what I think and I want to share them. I also want to know honestly how good/bad they are.
