Obsession Poem by Cilene Farrell

Tears…
Stupid, useless, messy waste of H2O,
Sickening how they never cease to flow.
In this world of bubbly, plastic cheer
Don’t be an idiot….
Wake up and smell the fear!

It’s there in our obsession with paper bills.
Don’t you know there’s something more
Than eating your fill?
Can’t conceptualise the pain in your life,
Tell yourself you’re happy, just swallow the pill.
It keeps you satiated, ego inflated, until…..

Wide awake, you stand at the edge,
Fumbling with words, can’t express the dread.
Questions burn holes in the comfort you’ve built.
You know it’s too late, the sword’s in to the hilt.

13/2/08