I’m inspired ot write poems like this by a dead guy
It’s odd that he rhymed for a living but after his death people use those same patterns to wish their lives would shorten or end
He was almost thirty and went too soon
R.Eye.P
He said “my worst habit is waking up at least once a day”
And he said a lot more about society, looking at it from a realistic perspective
To be honest I don’t want to see tomorrow,
But there’s nothing keeping me from seeing tomorrow,
So I wake up an repeat the same patterns over and over until my eventual end that hopefully comes sooner than later
I was always paranoid about going out at night or before the sun lit the world
I’m scared of that same thing now, but I was worried about vampires then
I would cover my neck with the sheets thinking that it would protect my neck
Like that would stop any vampire…
I believed a lot of crazy things as a kid
I also beleived that there was someone out there for me..
For people like me there is no one out there
Nowhere (I felt like rhyming some shit, so I just wrote this, it concidentally rhymed)
I’m too much, and not for the wrong reasons
I’m passionate when the rest of the world is okay being basic
I’m more than what one person can handle and what a village can tame with spears and sticks
Well nowadays people never handle their own problems so those sticks might as well be replaced with guns and lights backed up by blaring sirens that disrupt the sleep of nearby small children and other innocent beings
I don’t regret waking up in the morning
I want to make my day the best it can be.
But not everyday is the the best day
Tomorrow has the potential to be better
But tomorrow also has the potential to be black
The day ends black and the day starts black
Our lives start in darkness and end in the light
But somehow we all end up in the same darkness we came from
Life isn’t a circle
Life is a cliff where you walk off after a certain point and fall for infinity without a way to slow yourself down
Fuck life
I’m ashamed that I live it
Obeeda Poetry 