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Feb 2015
I feel so lost and confused in the graveyard of my dreams
Like a crystal circus ball where the timeline's infinite
Although I am young and full to my capacities
I am shackled to a sorrow that has no destiny
For so it's been told at least it's been making me believe
Of someone that I know nothing of nor ever even seen
Just a comment just a thought
Maybe the ignorance of fools that just might be
That lurked into the deepest part of me
Where I've been used as a tool
To be the one where they have unburden their own self pity
As here I am now in the remainder of their ashes
There is filth there is darkness
An uncertainty that scares all calmness
There is more than only madness
There, I lay there in the obscureness of my answers
Of the person that I might be or never ever see
Arcanum
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