Oh the human condition.
Such love, heartbreak
Let-it-be-over-for-fucking-sake,
I deserve this,
I fucking worked for that,
I should be sitting right here,
This should all be in my lap.
Entitlement! From the
Day we are all born.
Happiness, love
Isn’t that what we are
Fucking living for?
We are deserving, we come
With open palms
But our arms are too short and
Narrow to fit around another.
I don’t get it. Where
Was I when these promises
Were made? Emptiness
Fills all of us so deep, yet we
Will deny it to our graves.
“Love one another…we are all
Sisters and Brothers” crap!
We’re all after that last
Piece of cake. Fighting just to
Live another fucking day.
Hoping, we will hold hope
In our hands. One day, one day
I’ll be there. I’ll make it to
Wherever-the-fuck-I’m going
To. Because that’s the thing,
You see, the thing we don’t all get.
Once we’re fucking there, we won’t
Be over It. It will haunt us,
“What there isn’t more?” we’ll
say. What did you want a fucking
trophy at your damn door?
Congratulations maam, you passed
The test. You lived your life,
You did your best. Here you go,
Congratulations you are now at
Death’s Door.
What do we want, a sonnet-tribute
To us? It will never be enough,
We will always want more.
But, my friends,
Let’s not look far ahead,
Lets stay right here,
Right now. Isn’t this what
It should be about.
I’m fucking broke, not a dime
To my name, I’m a student, artist,
Starving all the same. But, realization
Has hit me strong on the head,
I have nothing to show, nothing
To live for, but myself,
And yet, happiness been bestowed
Upon me, tucked up
In my bed, one night while I was
Sleeping. As my life seemingly,
Fell apart—all my plans as good as
Dust, something else happened,
While I was too busy feeling sorry for
Myself. My life was being lived,
I was living, truthfully for life
And nothing else
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Submission Name: human condition
