i am bothered
spinning in directions
contemplating on
which way i should go
they tell me
to go east
to go west
if i follow
your instructions
am i passing a test?
they remind us
of the years
we have yet
to set
our dreams up
having five year plans
and ten year problems
to become
they rush us
into a world
of dark
and dreary
they warn us
they tell us
to be weary
i have an issue
with this ticking time bomb
setting itself up to explode
why do i have to be the one
to diffuse it?
why do i have to be the one
you have to scold?
YOU ARE READING
the dawn of us
Poetrycover by duvetjae a series of written poems about love, trauma, and moving on. disclaimer: this books discusses many serious topics, read with caution.
