Everything Under the Moon

Fate Lost

Chasing mind, fleeting thought
Nothing gained, nothing brought
Sanity escaping, madness entrapping
Black and white, grey overlapping
Tension high, standards low
Too many thoughts, will overflow
No more anger, no more hate
No more peace, there is no fate
I cannot stand, run not crawl
I cannot speak, scream it all
Inside my shell, all alone
Insights deep, should have grown
Life is nothing, yet most precious
World is beautiful, yet most viscious
Lost forever, I shall fall
No way out, no hope at all



as always, critique and comments are welcome and encouraged.

Whoa Wolf... seek therapy.

*Really though, beautiful poem. You have a way with words. :28:

Whoa Wolf... seek therapy

I've heard that many a time XD

Really though, beautiful poem. You have a way with words.

Thank you very much.

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~BB~

Great poem as always! Damn, I wish I was that good!

Nice work Wolf.

Thank you, thank you. Always thrilled to know my work is appreciated