When each day ressembles the previous
Time repeats itslef
No friends
No laugh
But protecting yourself from the pains of life
Shields you from its joys as well
Living every day like you’re not
Living to see
Life unfolds itself before your eyes
Instead of boarding the train
You enjoy the bench facing the tracks
You enjoy nothing
They call for you to join the game
But you prefer watching them play
The spark that was one in your eye
Has long ago died
You hope one day the movie of your life
Will start playing
You are the main character of that story
But you refuse to enter the theater
You fear it will end poorly
The pop corn has been cold for years
If only you would take action
Take a step towards the door
Press play
Live
About the Creator
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Little pieces of me…
Comments (2)
Your writing is superb. I can't help but express my admiration for it.
I'm sure many reading can resonate with the feelings of "ups and downs" that you play with through this poem.