Upon the Ruins of Vanity

Upon the Ruins of Vanity

If only we can go back to once upon a time. Back into the past that was never present and redo the things that led up to this apex; this future that should have never bloomed. I hold enough of my memory to state that I am a wretched thing, but as you stand with all that you are, that smirk as if you know it all. Do you know I can read you like the open book that you are. You’ve taken false knowledge and used it harm the people that you once held so dear. You have become a parrot; mindlessly reciting words that you know nothing about, no understanding also holds no meaning. I understand I’ve committed the crime of being just a human. As you walk in the forged clouds of your fantasy, I can say that at least we are ordinary. We are just humans, but you and I are dissimilar, right? As you’re so called knowledge sits and blinds you. You’ve never tasted the why and how. I hope I can understand, you can’t find the others that were worth more, they’ve abandoned you because you’ve encased yourself a graveyard of illusions. You can say I’m stupid, I think I am, but you can’t say we are the same.

Seeing you sitting smiling as if you knew more than a god. I’m human and so are you, imperfections are why we are complicated. You say that I’m so ignorant, well maybe I am, I know what I am. Maybe it’s time to decide what you are? Quit spouting off your harmful information, it’s use was never needed. Stop thinking you know it all, we are all humans here. Let’s just pretend for a moment that we are human. Walking in prematurely will not serve us for any purpose. Turn from the path that you’ve set yourself upon, I think your doing it wrong. Upon the cliff you stand as if you are some prophet, enough! You’re scaring the one who use to loved you.  Now as you stand, a hollow cup forever sealed within the dark, the words that you possess fall like dominos and murmurs deeply in a corrupted heart. To you who has forever lost the meaning of understanding, you are a human, nothing more.