alarm on snooze.
we will all wake up one day.
one morning i awoke,
opened my eyes and a
strange feeling emerged,
but it had been there all along
like a birthmark.
an ancient unconscious feeling reappearing,
but modern society creates too much noise,
and it becomes “difficult to
concentrate,”
and you forget yourself.
i forgot my dreams and what i
used to want to be.
we’ll all wake up one day,
and stop chasing our tails all day long
until we tire ourselves out for sleep
because we can’t convince ourselves
that it’s all worth it;
the mind numbing conversation.
the constant competition and the isolation
produced by all the synthetic and plastic.
the artificial emotions and fake smiles
from the androids,
and you forget yourself.
for i forgot my dreams and what i
used to want to be.
12.30.10.
UP!::urban po'E.Tree(s) 
A perfectly worded struggle. Something I’m fighting with right now. Thank you.
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…i forgot my dreams and what i used to want to be. me too. though i’ve been at forgetting longer than you. i think it’s a common malady.
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Don’t ever forget your dreams! Your poetry touches the soul.
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Thank you very much,
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Very relatable! It is so hard to know your truth and direction when you are given so many messages of who you’re supposed to be and do. Values become imposed on you and you forget the core of what really matters to you personally.
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Love your words
“the constant competition and the isolation
produced by all the synthetic and plastic.
the artificial emotions and fake smiles
from the androids,”
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Right on the mark, my friend. And that’s exactly what this society wants. But I won’t forget, and neither should you. That’s why we have the words. So keep using them, and now that I’m following you, I’ll be back to read them.
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