"I throw my coins of hope, love and happiness into the wishing well where countless others have left their wealth behind. Wondering if their well wishes came true….."
the heart of the lover holds nothing but love and that is all that the lover’s heart wishes to find.
Blatant discontent met by an unexpected love
Changed in my perception of happiness
The emotional detachment no longer existing
My eyes stared knowingly into yours
And the dark world as I knew it illuminated into an existence that holds no comparison
I’ve managed to find a balance of awkward perfection
A happy ending
The Last Supper
#still a work in progress
#i wrote it
You drink from the chalice of the indifferent and break bread with the ignorant
The digital generation
Humanity has been lost in translation
Surrounded by people dressed in fallacies and scented in confusion
Devious and narcissistic in their etiquette at this dinner table,
they enable you to follow their actions to fit in
Payment to be involved?
You must conform
A smorgasbord of emotion
Feeding on conceit, apathy and bravado
And why would you not want to be cool?
So you eat a belly fully, gluttonous stupidity
Unoriginal and fake in your existence
We sit at the last supper
Before humanity becomes nothing more than a forgotten recipe for the malnutrition and starved.
"You drink from the chalice of the indifferent and break bread with the ignorant."
#work in progress
SO to me, when I write I come up with the best beginning lines. I just love that line right there though and wanted to share. Don’t steal it! lol
The thinking mind has so many thoughts. A sleepless night will be sought. So many questions that I wish I had the answers, and with every blink of a tired eye I’ll realize nothing matters.