Post Modern Present Poem by Twiggy C. Tubercio

A pain suppressed so immense
Not knowing the competent cause
But knowing its there
No one completely causing the suppression
But no one at all altering it
A sense of lonely overpowers everything
Creating a false sense of fate
Which we create only ourselves
This in all signifies we can stop ourselves
We can control
Relieve
Sadden
SUPPRESS ourselves
We never know the exact circumstance
Unless we are present
Its always the past taunting the future
In which we create ourselves

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