Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I run, Aimless, After a glimpsed illusion. I hide, Hopeless, From an imagined devil. I love, Heartless, But never really realising. I hate, Relentless, And never ending despair. But All An Invented Destiny
0
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
Invented Destiny
I run, Aimless, After a glimpsed illusion. I hide, Hopeless, From an imagined devil. I love, Heartless, But never really realising. I hate, Relentless, And never ending despair. But All An Invented Destiny
parsavagely-kompenere
Written by
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem