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how social interactions are happening
I am always on the edge
but never falling
off balance dancing
wobbling as I am rambling

some times I am lost....
to much info to be dissecting,
the deeply infected come out of hiding
I read your every entry
I know your secrets now I can not sleep
the deeply infected come out of hiding
adrift
upon a landscape
where the emotionless creep
the infrastructure of the worlds all wrong
I fear the real meaning of life is just to deep
every ones talking no one is listening
she wants revenge now I am bleeding

I am a man who has no tomorrow
my heart and soul is hollow
been this way since
I had to deal with what happens after
a relationship descends into pain
and you live in the wreckage of the disaster

I saw your picture
now I can not think
your monster gave away
my unrehearsed agony
and now
the image of your eyes that never blink
will for ever continue to haunt me

I ramble on
lyrical landscapes reanimate...
read many written flows of poets on ypdc
I will never see their faces
but the words they convey
paint pictures of many places

I am out there
some where
but I am not lost...
just casually observing my situation,
scrambled words crammed in my head
need to be put together for conversation
it is no secret
that it has become my fixation
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Observing The Situation

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 11th July 2019 @ 07:08:22 AM in AEST
Topic: insomniac

The internet is reinventing
how social interactions are happening
I am always on the edge
but never falling
off balance dancing
wobbling as I am rambling

some times I am lost....
to much info to be dissecting,
the deeply infected come out of hiding
I read your every entry
I know your secrets now I can not sleep
the deeply infected come out of hiding
adrift
upon a landscape
where the emotionless creep
the infrastructure of the worlds all wrong
I fear the real meaning of life is just to deep
every ones talking no one is listening
she wants revenge now I am bleeding

I am a man who has no tomorrow
my heart and soul is hollow
been this way since
I had to deal with what happens after
a relationship descends into pain
and you live in the wreckage of the disaster

I saw your picture
now I can not think
your monster gave away
my unrehearsed agony
and now
the image of your eyes that never blink
will for ever continue to haunt me

I ramble on
lyrical landscapes reanimate...
read many written flows of poets on ypdc
I will never see their faces
but the words they convey
paint pictures of many places

I am out there
some where
but I am not lost...
just casually observing my situation,
scrambled words crammed in my head
need to be put together for conversation
it is no secret
that it has become my fixation

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Re: Observing The Situation (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Thursday, 11th July 2019 @ 06:00:38 PM AEST
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There is purpose and revelation in what you describe, and there is no need to apologize for it. I feel what you feel and understand the source of your angst. You did a super job here.....no need to denigrate a fine piece of writing.

Invierno

Re: Observing The Situation (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Saturday, 13th July 2019 @ 01:19:59 AM AEST
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Your poem speaks of this generation from the view of yesterday. But there is value in what was.
You have perspective; hard won opinions; and no need of drowning in the unanchored swirl that is modern communication.
You are the island, the lighthouse, the beacon, in a sea of over informed white noise.
Your skills show in your writing! For who could describe so clearly what thrives without form or substance?
You are correct: todays values are unearned, and the ship sails without a destination.

Re: Observing The Situation (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Sunday, 14th July 2019 @ 04:04:16 AM AEST
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Take me back to the 80/'/s
The internet made the world full of should I say fool of pretenders and instant geniuses.

Why experiment when you can just lie.
In my field I see people regurgitate info I put out in the 70-80/'/s and pass it off as theirs.
Interlopers and link masters galore.

Awesome writing.

Re: Observing The Situation (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Monday, 10th January 2022 @ 02:27:26 AM AEST
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// I am out there
some where
but I am not lost...//

Sounds like you’re already doing better than most!

~Scorp

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