APARTMENTS

 

our lives are a reflect of wants 

phases of continual regurgitation

everything falls apart when we least expected 

we are made of different fibre

personal intentions and animosity 

in these apartments mirroring lives 

we walk around beeping like time bombs 

we detonate, leaving our debris for others to cry upon

in these apartments 

we find ourselves wanting to break free 

freedom from lust, pains, desires and certainties 

knowing fully well that love is a beautiful curse 

our minds are compartmentalized to withhold

absorb and discard that which makes us docile 

our dreams are nothing but wishful thinking 

we are just vapor, cloud dust and particles 

each being is created uniquely for specific purposes 

either for inventions or possibly destruction

I know of one who died without knowing the world 

a pathetic accomplishment

in these stationary apartments called life 

be careful how you tread 

forgiveness is a sin for some people 

generally, our lives in the end amounts to nothing

@talk2leigh

(twitter & insta)

5:28am

3 Jan 2024