Category: Writers Block
Ok I call this conformist bubble. Thought after it? I need sleep. No really I think the thought is basically when you conform to society, sometimes it can squeeze who you are out of you till you no longer exist. Anyhow all comments welcome.
I feel nothing yet nothing is so much more.
Empty yet full of void.
A space within it's self
owner of it's own reality or facsimile.
A bubble with seconds to exist, captured by the atmosphere as it molds it until it cuts off it's air, and bursts into nothing leaving it's spittle's for the ground to lay to rest.
For the end of lines you must have a punctuations, even if it sounds awkward, put a comma if none other one does work. It's good, I like it. I agree with you.
Hey, I agree with your poem and what you said in the very beginning. Yes, your right about people who try to conform with society, they lose who they are along with their conformity and success. Your first line is very strong, i like your word choice on this one, " feel nothing yet nothing is so much more." To me, it means that to society, your feelings don't matter even though you can't feel anything anymore, all they want is what you can give, and what they can get out of you. The continuing phrase, "Yet nothing is so much more." is the result of what happens after you give and they take. No matter how much you try to, its never enough, so, you end up feeling nothing because nothing is not valued and wanted. Thats just my interpretation of your poem, but other than that you did a great job writing it.