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What if I spent my life
living a life I thought
was best for me?
What if I spent my time
doing things I thought
would last for eternity?
What if I spent my toil
lying through chances
not meant for me?
What if I spent my while
trying to get a road
that is not my journey?
What if I told myself
that to matter is to have
a thousand people pleased?
What if I told myself
that living is perhaps
just sleep and death ceased?
What if I told myself
that tonight won't be so bad
even though it really is?
What if I told myself
all the lies just so I can still
find hope in all of this?
What if I held myself
to am esteem that I want
but never could fulfill?
What if I tied my fate
to a river that runs
and won't ever stay still?
What if I change my mind
just to grasp the things
I know I never will
What if I reach the peak
of a mountain just to know
I've only been climbing a hill?
YOU ARE READING
an adjournment of scars, an endearment of stitches
Poetry❝𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢�...
