As I fell, I watched mother turn away
My brothers transcend my attempt as always
The reluctant spread was how I deal with everything apparently
So I hit the ground made of stone and reality
Unfortunately I didn't die, and I cant finish the job due to cowardice so I climb
This cliff was a disappointing payoff but at least I can jump... no I'm scared
What's this? This beautiful illumination of inquisitive violence
Its constant ambition to live while destroying its neighbors
Maybe I'll stay awhile and watch
This is my first entry here. I'm very private when it comes to my poetry due to the fact that I try to stay neutral in my interactions with humanity. However I promised myself I would share if I find people who inspired me on this platform.
Lets go back to the roots of expression in regards to the dilution of art in social media!