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Why do I eternally seek to escape my problems? |
What choices am I making Every moment of my life? What paths am I taking Directing me to strife? How do I know what I'm doing is good? What's good for me Might not be good for you. Is good only what I like? Is it only what is right? Is good the beautiful and the true? A million questions dog my every move— I overthink, underperform Afraid to be mistaken, outside of the norm. So I give up on pursuit of serious goals Burying myself in frivolous daily flow. Terrified of commitments taking tolls, Of getting into what I do not know. Painful experience has only taught me To avoid trouble by doing nothing risky. Run, hide, disappear: Invisible is safe. Barbed wire of fear Keeps me alone in my dreams. Kicking cans Down eternal roads Skipping stones Across rivers of dreams What choices am I making Every moment of my life? What paths am I taking Directing me to strife? I no longer care enough to answer I seek escape at all costs. Bother me tomorrow Today I'll buy no sorrows. But my purchases are lost— Fleeting like a dying phone battery Losing myself in a video game Denying my situation's reality. Another minute of headphones, please! All thought gives way to the melody An excuse to set my mind at ease But such freedom is never truly free, At the cost of precious missed opportunity Accumulation of inertia, overwhelming apathy. Bother me tomorrow Today I'll buy no sorrows. Instead I kick cans Down eternal roads I skip stones Across rivers of dreams What choices am I making Every moment of my life? What paths am I taking Directing me to strife? I refuse to answer those questions And sink into blissful, cowardly oblivion It cannot last forever Meanwhile problems fester Multiplying by the million Like cockroaches consuming a decaying mind. Bother me tomorrow. Today I'm blind to sorrow. 61 lines, 321 words. Intended to have a loosely patterned, song-like quality. (Maybe more like a rap?) Written for the ""Like a Song" Poetry Contest" Chosen prompt: "bother me tomorrow, today I'll buy no sorrows" from the old CCR song Looking Out My Back Door. |