This is a poem that I wrote for creative writing class. It's not really supposed to be depressing, just more sarcastic, in a sense. Anyway, tell me what you think. =]
The Death of Common Sense
I don't mean to be a cynic, really
I don't. But nothing causes panic faster
Than an accidental eavesdrop on a conversation
Or witnessing an action,
So abundantly ridiculous, that I'm sure God, himself,
Wonders where he might've
Gone wrong.
My initial euphoria of coming to this world
Is dead, and might not be coming back.
Basic common sense has vanished and
It frustrates me to no end.
Idiotic questions, consequental actions,
Unbelievably pointless conversations --
It's enough to make me want to
Tear out my hair and
Scream to the world,
"How the hell has this species managed
To exist?!"
I walk through life thinking of these things on an
Unfortunate daily basis, trying to make sense
Of why these people do the things they do;
Or say the things they say.
Though I don't think I'll ever quite
Figure it out.
So until then, I'm forced to live out
My days as a pessimistic realist,
Dealing with my observations of the
Obvious stupidity of
How some humans present themselves
(And believe me, I am not
in the least impressed).
I wonder, as well, if anyone else has ever had this sense of
Uneasiness that I feel everyday. I really don't want a realization to come,
Telling me that I'm all alone with this unimaginable irritation hanging
Over my head; like a rain cloud of sorts,
Never leaving me be.
Though I do have a little faith in knowing I can't
Possibly be alone. Or, at the very least, I dearly wish that
I'm not.
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