Troubled souls
Peering through glass
Of isolated.fishbowls
Seeking consistency beyond
The glass that blocks their view
Although its crystal clear
Still unable to see through
The murky depths
Of their own regrets
For knowingly carrying
Others down the whirlpool
Of their own making
As all around them
Are those being caught
While watching as they
Slide into hopelessness
Of that same morality
They were taught
No loss so great
As dooming others
To ones own chosen fate.
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 10:46 PM UTC
Troubled souls
Peering through glass
Of isolated.fishbowls
Seeking consistency beyond
The glass that blocks their view
Although its crystal clear
Still unable to see through
The murky depths
Of their own regrets
For knowingly carrying
Others down the whirlpool
Of their own making
As all around them
Are those being caught
While watching as they
Slide into hopelessness
Of that same morality
They were taught
No loss so great
As dooming others
To ones own chosen fate.
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