The Essence Of The Human Essence

in poetry •  6 months ago


Creep Creep tick tick
Time poked me
Let me not breath but live
Time being an illusional music
Silently sings and dances even in static

Existence requires you breathing and only existing
Existing is not living, living is the human essence
Innate and real, breath and live

The music of time has no attitude of melody
It ever seeks to control the past and future
Wait it does not, stop it does not

The soul ever longs to be in control of the noise of time
I don’t want to exist, I want to live
Let my breath die and let my essence live.

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