Wednesday, November 2, 2011

We are. We are.

They say. I say.
Stop thinking.
The loss of thought is ignorance and stupidity.
Don't feel.
The loss of feeling is numbness, pushing it down further.
Don't cry.
The loss of tears is vulnerability.
Don't frown.
The loss of a smile is an old, wrinkled face.
Be strong.
The loss of strength is weakness.
Don't love.
The loss of love is emptiness.
Be fake.
The loss of "being fake" is being real.
Don't be real.
The loss of "being real" is a false reality.
The loss of reality is psychosis.

1 comment:

  1. I meant to comment on this the day you told me about it,but it slipped my mind. Once again you've written a poem that is absolutely pin point :)

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