Nothing is real

by don   Feb 9, 2014


None of us are free
we are not born by choice
but bred, like a human ant farm
the world is a gint rat maze
whoever gets to the cheese first, stays
alive
the rest of us die

freedom does not excist
life is a prison
with invisable walls
but they are there
we are the hamster in the ball
going around , and around
convincing ourselves
there is a way out

we take holidays
to escape our daily prison cells
for another likewise cell
just in another country
we think we are escaping
but its just cell to cell

we are all just part of some kids chemistry set
an experiment, a xmas present
we live in concrete coffins
drive metal coffins
communicate with each other
through computers and phones
noyone cares about anyone
society wont let us

we are not free
we are all prisoners
of our own ignorance
for accepting our fate
emotions are our chains
self denial is easier to accept, than the truth

freedom and individuality does not exist anymore
we are all slaves or our own minds

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  • 10 years ago

    by don

    Ty both for your comments always apprecited

  • 10 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Freedom does not excist
    life is a prison
    with invisable walls
    but they are there
    we are the hamster in the ball
    going around , and around
    convincing ourselves
    there is a way out

    ^^This stanza stood out for me. We are living this life going round and round without getting off!

    You have penned the meaning of life and it gets miserable when we are chained to our ignorance.

  • 10 years ago

    by Midnight Sky

    Dang dude that is some sweet writing