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Moving Out is One Thing, Moving On is Beast Unto Itself

January 5, 2009
By Anonymous

I need a new place
No fun
I was the only one
That never got a chance

But what then
When I get to this new place
It will still be the same face
Maybe just different tastes

Can there really be that much of a difference
From all that I have had here?
Maybe it’s just the fear
The fear of letting go of familiar
And catching spontaneous

Break up the routine
Disrupt the monotony
Liven up the dullness that is our lives

Because life is too short to only
Dream of what we desire
When it is right in front of our faces to reach out and
Touch

Life’s brevity does not allow for both
Wallowing and fulfillment
Its unforgiving nature is apathetic
To our choking

And why shouldn’t it be?
We are concerned only with ourselves
So much so that we don’t notice the goodness surrounding us
Until someone else does

And then we turn that loss into a ploy to
Evoke sympathy from others
To regurgitate it as hatred
Spewing it at any passerby

So maybe I don’t need a new place after all
To mend my human downfalls
I can keep the same face
Just have to keep in mind how people view it
And what radiates from behind it

That I can change from
Any place


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Joss said...
on Jan. 20 2009 at 7:56 pm
I really like how this poem is so effective in its simplicity. You captured the idea of loss and fear at the thought of being trapped in the 'same old, same old' routine, and that it was not the surrounding that have to change, but yourself.