Relate, Reflect and Ruminate: Clouds
Because sometimes, emotions don’t fit into bullet points and I have a flare for the dramatic.
For those feeling trapped in life's illusions and struggles, disillusioned by hope and burdened by a broken world.
The world seems bleak
My mind and body slow
The dangers of the world, just beyond the door.
Tired and supremely wronged
The world continues within its own illusion
Mattering only a construct we hold
To win, feels to make others lose
A cooperative game, only possible validated
A sour taste and a prisoner's dilemma
Drops like rain, defences of iron
The world an uncaring beast
Its inhabitants unknowingly snared in its trap of dependence.
They say that light exists always in the darkness
But that is a mere illusion if you grew up in the dark places of the maw
Hope a delusion, a player in the rigged game
Time plays games with us all
Its bitter sting the reflection of life
Let us see how light and dark play
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