Matryoshka - All Poems-More

I don't care
Who is dead, who is left
And i care so much
Even if an ant gets hurt..

I grind life with death
I live "for the day"
In the cemetery called Earth..

Where am i with whom
I don't know what i'm doing
Who, who? Who am i
I do not know

The extinguished cigarette still
I'm trying to pull
Clouds inside me
For the sun to rise

So hopeless
With so many requests

Is it enough?
Not enough.
You will suffer more
And you
more than love
You will be restless;

Because nothing you
Can't satisfy
Can't attract to yourself
You are tired now
More than enough...

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 11, 2020

Form: Prose Poem

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