Presenting a new e-Sarcasm poetry piece, keep in mind I crave constructive criticism:
Controll’d by a mindless need to obey
I went up, down, left and right in my place.
My mind had put forth a survival play
Auto-pilot on, with a smile just in case.
Boundaries then faded into dotted lines
and violations no longer merited fines.
Little did I know the consequences
Of living without walls and fences.
Standing now on the side that is never greener,
in the half empty bottom staring up at the full;
Wondering how they withstand life’s harsh winter,
floating over me fighting their tendency to flow.
Pessimism will eventually engulf them like a cancer
Leaving one nagging question begging an answer
Is ignorance really bliss?
A question gone remiss…