Reality Is Such Brutality - Poem by Ciara Gough
Reality is something that we try to face
Even on an army base
Reality is the Truth...
Something that we learn during our youth
The ' TODAY' the 'Present'
That dreadful thing called ‘Reality’ with such brutality
But I just can't face it like the slave ant he just can't make it
So Why Can't I live this lie anymore
I don't want to cry no more?
Why can't I just think my Mom is still here?
At home right now why?
Because when I blink and I see that reality is setting in it will go
And blow up at a fast pace
Like a Slap to the face!
I wish, I could live in that world called ' The Twilight Zone'
And live that unknown...Reality...Huh well that's Blown
And I wish every time I answer the phone it’s my mommy telling my she’s Coming home
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