Feelings Of Vomiting Poem by Christian Connor Schwantes

I know what it takes, but I don’t want it
This world is not mine for the taking
My back
Its breaking
The breath of a planet
Pushing me to its core
I know it gets hot
Sure it’ll hurt a lot
Screaming at people for answers
Following what I heard was right
Doesn’t right come from years of masterful insight?
Who can say who knows more
Dali lama, Gandhi, Al George
Doesn’t how long you live change what you care for?
Eternity is a long game, so let’s get down and get with it
Hold still and don’t fidget
Words are what are coming for you
Underneath is the feeling tying a noose
Roped to your ankles, crawling for air
While you run, I’ll follow you there
Innocent tug and you’ll trip
Because the truth stays in no one’s grip