The Unknown

My life exists in two realities

My soul is pulled from side to side

Torn apart

My brain is lost, confused

The incessant chatter of voices in my head

One is listing chemical equations,

Analyzing the Cold War, conjugating French Verbs

Sharp edges and flourescent lights

Organized letters and Mindless humming

The comforting and constant drumming of facts and digits

Sedate my brain

Prepare me for conformity

Make me a thoughtless animal

And I revel in this comfort

I drink in the safe world of facts and figures

I am becoming numb

But the unknown is also calling

Whispering sweet promises into my ear

The voice calls for adventure


Wilderness and nature

The mystical and magical

The Unknown 



The dark abyss

The absence of security

Mental darkness and demons


Fear keeps me in line

Fear forces me to walk

Fear is making me forget

The wild whispers are getting softer and quieter

They are sick and dying

The fog is setting in

The walls are growing higher

Brainwashed youth

When will creature comfort finally consume me?

And make me forget.


May 2018


26 thoughts on “The Unknown

  1. I really love this poem. I like the entire concept of the things we can’t define challenging our set routines and facts. It’s like the chaos of nature, the naturalism taking over our mechanic ways of living. If this was your first attempt at poetry, then you definitely have a talent. Keep writing 🙂

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      1. You should! I think writing poetry just needs a little push in the beginning, soon enough your prose will automatically start turning to poetry, at least it did with me. Its such a pure form of expression.

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      2. It definitely was very difficult to start, but even now I started to catch myself thinking of short verses about things I observe around me. Thank you for the encouragement, it means so much to me.

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    1. It’s true that I have a lot of interests, but they’re so wide ranged that I wouldn’t say I’m particularly good at everything I do. It’s kind of funny, because I just made a comment related to thing on one of your posts. Thanks for reading!

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      1. I just realized that after you posted haha, but anyways, you don’t need to be good at what you do to say that you are what you do. I mean, for example, if you write, it doesn’t even have to be “good” to consider yourself a writer. That is up to you. Whether other people want to consider you a writer is their business not yours. We are what we think we are and then we become that for real.

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  2. Love this! Just wanted to stop by and say hi, since you did the same for me. So, there’s no right or wrong way to write poetry…the easiest way to get better is read, write, breathe, eat, and sleep all things poetry! Order some poetry books off ebay, join a few online poetry courses(there are free ones), read blogs, and just write write write…..there are a couple apps I use to help me. Poet Assistant on Andriod is my favorite. This is awesome for a first poem! Good luck with your poetry. I hope to see more poems from you soon! ❤

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    1. Thank you so much! For some reason your comment went to spam, so I just saw it, but thank you for your advice. I’ll definitely check all those things out. I’m new to poetry and I really want to improve, so your advice is very valuable.


  3. Great poem. Would never have guessed this was a first attempt. Your last few lines reminded me of ‘Dune’: my favourite book.
    Fear is the mind killer, etc.

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    1. Thank you for your very thoughtful comment! Yes, that was exactly what getting at. I am currently under the illusion that reality is an illusion: that it changes all the time, based on perspective. This poem was about how my reality is constantly changing. 🙂

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