Ant Smith

All poems

To boldly go

Struggling to peer through
my own glass ceiling
Caught in the constant
Search for a meaning
Perception of all
Things that are flowing
Condensing on this
Moment of knowing
Life is a struggle
The more we exist
Accord is the puzzle
That always persists
Struggling to peer through
my own glass ceiling
Searching for something
That feels like a feeling
Trading places with bliss
I'll make do with this
Trading places with bliss
Living's a risk

The positive side of our foolish minds
believes our struggles will happiness find,
but the truth is a little darker than this -
for living converts our bliss into risk.
Happiness decays from birth's first spark, to
power our journey back into the dark.