The forlornness
That lies dormant
Violently wakes
As I stumble on
Images and words
That remind me
Of what eluded my grasp
In the year hope withered
Am I disgruntled
Because I am or
Because I am not
Unanswered questions
Inhabit my psyche
At last thoroughly consumed
By world that will never
Be mine to take.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
The forlornness
That lies dormant
Violently wakes
As I stumble on
Images and words
That remind me
Of what eluded my grasp
In the year hope withered
Am I disgruntled
Because I am or
Because I am not
Unanswered questions
Inhabit my psyche
At last thoroughly consumed
By world that will never
Be mine to take.
