Written by themanbehindtheglassJanuary 23, 2017 Fatalism Fatalism Wake up Wake up Wake up I wonder where I am Which way am I facing Can I see the sun You know you can’t complain Even when it’s all the same But I wonder Where am I Can I see the sun Searching for the actions In dreams In life Even though they’re the same Even when i’m different Searching Down the line Far and not long from now I wonder where I am Can I see the sun Wake up Wake up Wake up there’s no one around. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... One thought on “Fatalism” There’s a vagueness to this poem that I quite like. Sort of like the narrator is trapped in a liminal space. The repetition works well to enhance this image. LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.