Everyday Poem by Aglia Nost

I fear my words are too small to describe stupidity in all its timelessness. And I wonder how better could have my thoughts described it then when stupidity can't hold her horrors tight and just speaks for itself.

When you walk out of darkness, open a door convinced that you will be blinded by the true flaming light of a better reality, and see the utter nothingness of a content blank. It is then that you are hopeless, then thoughts are gone and roughly, in your wobbly heart strikes an even more deeply dark reality; you know regretedly in you'll always be.

You listen child. Ignore big words of meaning and truth; forget of finding truth whether it be love or cheap-movie quoted philosophy for innocence will drowned in an unnecessarily human reality.