About the deceptiveness of getting answers we want instead of the answers we need.
Its shine so strong, yet the pull is not for me.
A beacon of answers to questions no one has cared to ask.
I see you reaching, not for me, but for this dark light in front of me.
I yell to you, don’t go. It’s not what you think it is.
This light has no warmth, there will be no smoke to carry you to the heavens.
I try to reveal the truth. I know I can’t.
How could I deny the light, when it’s right there to see?
Poetry by mickeko
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Written on 2024-12-16 at 16:08
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Like a moth to a black hole
Can you see the bright light in front of you?Its shine so strong, yet the pull is not for me.
A beacon of answers to questions no one has cared to ask.
I see you reaching, not for me, but for this dark light in front of me.
I yell to you, don’t go. It’s not what you think it is.
This light has no warmth, there will be no smoke to carry you to the heavens.
I try to reveal the truth. I know I can’t.
How could I deny the light, when it’s right there to see?
Poetry by mickeko
Read 79 times
Written on 2024-12-16 at 16:08
Tags Dystopic Deception Futility
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