➡ [ original: poetry prose ] It All Adds Up To This

Mar 01, 2008 20:04

Series: Original
Rated: G
Summary: But I have the optimism of the stars.
Disclaimer: © arttype
Title: It All Adds Up To This

if we're talking about my dreams, then let me tell you that this is not how it was supposed to be. the future i envisioned was not this bleak. we were not supposed to be the high&mighty and dying.

the sky wasn't supposed
to be
falling.

believe me when i say that i've tried all of your remedies. i've fought through the war of depersonalization & high standard qualifications to come out with nothing. with everything. with no knowledge of how to use anything. so when i say it wasn't worth my time, maybe i'm lying & maybe i'm not. maybe i've given up. maybe i'm still standing. most likely, i'm flying towards the direction of the ground with the speed of a rocket. but my fantasies about a future gone right aren't going to come clean now.

in all the ways that matter, technology is still failing.

so tell me about your goals & how we're not going to make it. how the libraries filled with the hush of nothing is killing you inside out. turning your insides out. how that's the only place you can be somebody trapped & misinformed. conformed. we're living through the motions that we believe make up a unique being, a you that'll be. but like billions of others, we live, we breathe. we laugh, we cry. so why can we not stand together as one and fght the demons that continue to plague our lives? we're either doing conformity right, or we're all wrong.

there's got to be something more.

so i'm searching for a something that's a part of you&me, that'll make my heart beat fast & slow. that'll turn my disasters into miracles & keep up the fight that many before my time have fought. have believed they've won. we're still not any closer to our goals, our desires. let's write a list then, a checklist with all your favourite things & tick them off one by one like the good old days. you say life isn't that simple, but i disagree.

'cause i believe in your melody & the many ways you help me defy the gravity of falling head-over-heels ( hearts upon wheels ). the way you turn my rocket downside up, upside 'round. because no matter what they say, we can't make it on our own. & that's okay, that's okay. co-existence at its finest. regardless, we are losing, but not in the ways that matter. better. we'll do better. co-evolution the way it should've been done. let me lose you & find you between the gaps that people refuse to step foot in in a crowd so that we may smile & say we aren't strangers. no dangers. & maybe over coffee, we'll talk about our dreams and i can tell you that if we're talking about our dreams, then this isn't how it's supposed to be. but you're my first step & i'm losing against the odds, but my heart keeps beating, beating. rolling, going.

& i know that it'll all
turn out

okay.

poetry prose, original

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