Reality

• Bonnie Renic, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2014

Reality is a disastrous thing.
It breaks and burns your dreams.
Forces you to loose hope.
And hits you over and over again while you’re down.
When your about to give up, it helps.
When you want to stand on your feet, it tries to draw you back down into its emptiness.
Reality is a perpetual darkness that looms over your head.
A darkness which light cannot penetrate and a darkness that sucks you dry and leaves you empty.
People say that the only thing stopping me from doing what I want is me,
However I do not see it that way.
I see a force, a wall that forbids my fulfillment.
A wall that forbids a change in the world.
This force encloses you and shapes you to conform to society.
What do I see?
I see reality