No One Is Truly Here
This is one of the first pieces I have in my poetry documents. Its main themes are being lost, existential crisis, society, nihilism, and learning to grow.
No one is truly here
to wipe away your starlight tears,
For that is not their purpose.
No one is truly here
to watch you for all these tiresome years,
For that is not their purpose.
No one is truly here
to give a sweet whisper in your ears,
For that is not their purpose.
No one is truly here
to be your long-loving dear,
For that is not their purpose.
No one is truly here
to hug away all of your fears,
For that is not their purpose.
No one is truly here
for any reason at all.
Is that the reason for such treason,
for society to fall --
right in front of us,
face flat.
In fact:
No one is truly here
to rule.
No one is truly here
to drool over.
No one is truly here
to act so cruel
towards humanity;
that contains such mental insanity.
No one is truly here.
Especially not you.
Now, dear friend.
Please, tell me:
Where do we actually stand?
For what true reason are we here for?
About the Creator
Jennay Hayden
WARNING: Cliché incoming.
I'm just a young adult who is trying to make it big in the creative side of the world. I enjoy all things magical, abstract, and aesthetically pleasing.
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