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     maybe that's the problem, that when it all
     comes down to it we're a bunch of selfish
     motherfuckers— the lot of us,

that maybe we'll be a little better off with fresh flowers
on the kitchen table, raspberry jam for breakfast,
cellophane sunsets & tangerine skies, holding hands
for too long, sharing yourself with a stranger until you
no longer regard them as such, waking up the next day
and not being too afraid of ourselves to let it happen again;
spending all our money on appleseeds, planting them and
taking a nap until spring, watching as the earth sucks the snow
from the frozen sidewalk; reading books, books with spines
that break and then picking up the pieces, one by one, as we learn
to crawl and then dance on this spiral staircase of an existence;
climbing up to high places to try and get a better outlook on
life, peeking over the side and regarding the horizon as the
majesty that it is; telling stories beyond the campfire, loud
enough for everyone to hear, staying the night and watching
the sun wink the sky in the morning, telling people that we
love them, even if we only mean it for a little while, because
sometimes the most beautiful things of all are just that—
temporary; actually meaning it, holding hands for too long,
and I know I already said that but that's because it's damn important,

maybe the world needs more laughers, more late night sharers
and shower singers, more broken things

I believe that too many people don’t believe in anything anymore,
that the sky is not where we should aspire to go, no matter
how many times we try to grow wings, and darkness
is not the beast we have made it out to be

maybe life is a game & we're all losing to ourselves, failing to
see god in the childspeak we've left behind, learned  that though
you can open your eyes underwater, you will never be able to
take a breath and now being unwilling to try;

maybe life is like a box of chocolates, only after you've eaten
all of the ones that you actually like,

     but try one, my god, help yourself
     maybe you'll find something, if not
     what you've been looking for all along
bits n pieces

EDIT: changed the ending. thanks to *glossolalias and *ssolaris for the input.
i still wouldn't say i'm totally satisfied, but it's a stream of consciousness piece anyway, so fuck it (right?)

edit2: fresh air
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VenetianCloud's avatar
and darkness 
is not the beast we have made it out to be
...
That pretty much sums it up. Best poems on deviantart.