Monday, February 2, 2015

Old Youth

I am old and young
Youth reflects brash actions
Age reflects benign

Youth speak of ideals
Age act ideals broken
The Young & Old confused

The Old can flourish in settings young
If the setting would set mature
Youthful smiles through old eyes
Happiness profound and pure

The Young will succumb to the fang of reality
And give up all ideals bright
The Young will weep in serendipitous memories
of his corrupted life

Escaping age
Escaping life
Running from reality's knife
Fuck the world
Fuck the skies
In the most hardcore sense;
He can, so he cries