'Untitled: Reason'' By. Kevin Mireles Poem by kevin mireles

I believe I sense a growing depression
upon my consciousness,
it is forming an imprint on my mind
with images surpassed,
heavily weighted with regret and ego,

I know my body shows signs of its toll
but I cant seem to let go of seasons lost,
Time tossed aside for a temporary smile.
I must be dead.

Life cannot exist within this realm of self pity,
pathetic swallowing of trivial days spent,
completing nothing
because I refuse to compete for something.

I excuse all my failures
as failures made by the world,
their failure to recognize
my insecure point of view,
their shortcoming of moving opposite
to the way I move.

If I could,
magically transcend this moment
and transfer myself to a majestic place;
unwavering to the past
not yet eager, for the future.

A place where it only takes a single moment,
one monumental second
to create a lifetime of happiness,
I would choose to be there.

Only for one reason.
I cant seem to make me be anything
but broken here.