This is how thinking get's me into trouble... Awake in the middle of the night Or just sitting in the daylight This mind starts working And it goes off On it's own. It starts by looking at the sky Trying to grasp What it would be like Up there. It then starts to ponder The actual distance of everything Now the question is Is there an end? But how could there be an end to the universe? I mean, doesn't it just go on forever and forever. Could you even imagine what the end would look like anyway? Like a cosmic wall just THERE! How could there NOT be something on the otherside? Maybe it is....maybe it's the past, or is it just white, but then it wouldn't be then end, now would it. Or like that one philosopher said, it's all circular, and it you keep going in one direction, you'll just eventually end up where you began. So the universe is just one big ball then.... BREATH! I tell myself once again Why contemplate such things? So I move on The mind a little exhausted But none the less... My mind now takes on Something so very simple or so it thinks Solving this little problem that we have. The anger is flowing and emotions running high It was said who cares what you think Surely not I. But if you didn't care what I though, why would you be bothered so much? I just don't care about you or if you care if I care that you care. So why am I making such a big deal? To get my point across, of course. Why do you want to get your point across if you don't care, and want none of that attention. Alright, I'll just give you permission to do whatever you want, because I just don't care.. STOP! I tell myself once more Some arguements just have no end There's just some aspects of life That have no beginning and ending points.Birth sign: Gemini
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