I Give Up

I Give Up

That’s it, I give up
I’m running away
And there’s not a single thing out there
To make me want to stay.

The world is a train wreck
The country’s on fire
There’s no place thats safe
From being utterly dire.

I’m packing my bags
Scratch that, never mind
For there’s not a damn thing I’ll want
When I’ve left this behind.

Too much connected
But it’s all a big lie
For real people don’t answer
So why even try.

Each direction I turn
There’s more of the same
It seems there’s nowhere to go
To escape from this game.

So I guess I can’t give up now
I’m stuck where I stand
Drowning in this mess
Of electronic quicksand.

About ShySpark

I blog, I garden, I eat cheeseburgers, and sometimes I travel. But mostly I just write poetry...
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