the simplicity of being

[billy]

Simplicity drips into this chasm of life
easy and uncomplicated does it need a semi colon?
yet shot up with niggling anxiety
that sanity never lasts,
and the insecurities
that rendered me a crazy bitch i like the realism of bitch (not that you are one )
will crash over me like a tsunami, again.

The gun I sometimes like to play with
rusty from disuse, whispers to me
from beyond the sunlight
washing the grime from the windows,
the wall between me and you
all but invisible now. i like this stanza. for some reason i think of gunsight when i read sunlight

It’s so easy to run,
so easy to pretend
I’m not a weapon
and that I don’t know how to use one.

And as I watch the simplicity drip
I flick the last of my unused lighters
and light my fears on fire,
remembering the one thing I forgot.
I’m not a weapon.

The mantra in my head – the last two lines feel like they're forced.

Be human.

just a couple of nits Indie. my main nit is the title, it feels like it's stealing something from the poem real, would simplicity work on its own?
the other is that it starts off a little too slowly. i get th feel it's one of those long moment poems but it feels like it could be a little tighter.


thanks for the read.