Societies restrictions displayed in the poetic ramblings of an 1980’s teenager.
The time goes by,
and you and I
sit silently
and quietly.
My arms are tied,
my brain is free.
I think of what its like to be
far away, within a sea
of troubleless and doubtless bliss,
just like it is when lovers kiss.
But this, I fear, can never be,
I’m drowned in thoughts of this great sea
that I will never enter in
and live a life of love and sin.
I wake up to the freezing dawn
and wish that I could be unborn.
But in this life of endless time,
like mountaineers that dare not climb
for fear of jagged rocks below,
we wait around for life to end,
that precious gift that God did send.
But here we are, just sitting here,
wasting time because of fear
of what might happen if we go
against the laws of human folk.
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