I am losing the sense of reality
Stuck in the fortitude of brutality
Some say the best dreams are seen when awake,
But what makes you say that you are not already dreaming when you're awake?
And with that said we are all losing a sense of reality,
Slowly barging into a sudden awareness of futility
Lying all day, staring into blank space,
Not knowing when I am awake and when I'm not.
Is it a trance state where I can sense my soul,
or is it that I am forgetting my life's role?
Maybe I am losing the sense of reality,
Why do you think that we are afraid of mortality?
all that anger, frustration, heat penting up.
And then just going away with a few tears of helplessness.
Why are we angry with ourselves not even knowing what we are angry about?
Why are we getting frustrated of everyone, for not getting to meet everyone?
It's possible that we may be are losing our sense of reality,
Just mere puppets of severe urbanity...
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PoetryThis book contains short poems that shall touch ur body,soul and mind. I promise u that you will relate to them!!
