I sit alone and I think
What would have been
Countless lost opportunities
Countless scenarios, could-have-beens
It gets daunting, overwhelming
Further bringing me to the thought
Why do we immerse ourselves into the past?
It is indeed a problematic disposition
Keeping us immersed in the perennial half empty glass
Forming a bubble around us
The swift realities, twisted and turned
What was looked down upon earlier
Has become the common sense
The realities beyond the bubble
Turning into a blurry mess
For common sense dictates
You must never question the abyss
No matter how morbid the reality gets
The societal tools in place
Continue to question your sense
What if you had taken up that offer
Or what if you hadn’t rejected that person
You keep questioning yourself
Drowning deeper into the void
You’re immersed into the sea of emotions
Not by your own choice
Yet, it is up to you
To take up the hard journey of getting out.
Fantastic! Evolutionary! Original! Revolutionary!
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Thank you for your kind words. ❤️😘
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Outstanding writing!!! 😊
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Thank you Mental Mess.
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I think you are too young for questioning too much…just move on quickly.
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I’ll think about it. Thanks for the comment. 🙂
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An immersive read. 😁
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Haha, thanks!
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Hey. So nice to see a post from you. Really liked this.
We all have to find our way out of personal prisons somehow x
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Thank you Fiery! Your words mean a lot to me.
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My pleasure 😉
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“You must never question the abyss
No matter how morbid the reality gets”
Love this 🙂
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Thank you Danny, I put a lot of thought into this.
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Excellent and vivid reality 👍
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Thank you, Sir! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Cereus Florus and commented:
A fantastic read!
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