It's your story being told,
we are never in control,
who's in control?
No one knows, not really.
Oh, you are directing your fate?
It doesn't matter whether we give, or take,
or make mistakes,
our fate is all the same,
just set on different dates.
I am nothing,
you are nothing,
we are all nothing,
nothing is everything,
I am everything,
you are everything,
we are everything,
nothing is everything.
illusion, surely not everyone will suffer?
But the worst pain, is the pain we feel from another.
We feel everyone's pain, we feel each other
the worst kind of suffering, is when your brother suffers.
We cannot escape it,
the good,
nor the bad,
the happy,
nor the sad,
no one's hurt is second-class,
everyone craves something that they cannot have.
Reality,
we are nothing,
nothing is everything,
we are everything,
we are everything we know.
Everything is nothing,
nothing is everything.
YOU ARE READING
An organised mess
PuisiA poetry collection with random poetry I have written overtime, and thought i'd share. I aim to add a new poem into this collection every day, could be the occasional off day :-) hope you enjoy! **thoughts day to day, put pen to paper and let the...
