Coffin of Clutter

It’s a taboo to joke about, so it seems-

No thought is given to its tragedy

No one ever thinks of the child raised in garbage

Or the father perfectly content with drowning in materialistic “Love".

When it comes to life, this is my shadowed land-

I would rather die than go back.

I profess my strength, but any simple joke has the power to shake my spirit and shatter my stability.

So many say, “You’ll turn out just like him- you have no choice."

But I could never condemn my loved ones to that fate.

I’d rather simply bury myself in the pure, empty empty ground.