Posted in Poetic Driblets

Passionate Destruction 

  

Life is a forest that you can get lost in.

Outgrowing roots tripping you as you walk

With places were so many tall trees are blocking the light 

You sometimes don’t see anything growing on the ground.

It can be overrun with a fog and your vision can get cloudy.

As much as it’s complicated it’s also so simple.

Free will gives us the power twist things as we see fit.

Yet we’re our own worst enemy at times.

Because we generally know in which direction things will turn out beautiful.

Though the consequences of our immediate choices are not quickly seen.

Make sure your passion isn’t your sickness.

You might spend your whole life chasing something that’ll destroy you.

Tee

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Author:

Poet |Fiction Writer |Wannabe Comedian |Food lover |African |Zimbwabean

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