The Unspoken Life

Sometimes I speak
just to make sure
the words still come out of my mouth
with sense

I never really 
say the things 
I truly mean,
those thoughts come out 
so much easier 
on paper

I think the world 
is a shallow, heartless place
to spend forever
dwindling away,
dying

So I make sense of this doom
with ridicule and humor
even though I understand
Life isn't funny

So what is it?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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December 5, 2008 at 10:41 AM
Sometimes it's a lot easier to express yourself in writing... that's why poetry is such a cathartic act. Life is hard... comedy is harder, but more satisfying! Keep up your ridicule and humor... it's the best way. God bless, Keith
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