ShellsA Poem by BlackRomeoEmpty shells litter beaches and sea like mindless humans litter the land. Most humans without fear of nature, wealth and status are all they aim for. Amidst these there are the likes of me not sure whether we belong here or into the never ending abyss of a fabricated place called hell. Our minds aren't like theirs which are single focused, no out minds are constantly racing thoughts neither positive nor negative just thoughts spinning out of control sometimes sparking wonderful creative thoughts and sometimes dragging you into feelings of despair. So what are we contributing to this world with our indecisive minds that that tumble out of control like little toddlers. We may take a longer to make a choice in career but we provide these mindless humans with entertainment when they choose to rest.
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BlackRomeoBerlin , Brandenburg , GermanyAboutThe name is Romeo, this profile is a collection of all of my thoughts in poetic form. When I write i like to focus on exactly how I feel at that time and turn that feeling into words, and those word.. more..Writing
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