Eleven
I am
faceless against the world of burden
as my shadow became the darkened
depth of my humanity.
the insanity that swallows
this frail existence denigrating
the awaited distance to be traveled.
this should never be
yet, all still remains.
cast me out and let me sink
past the brink to where all becomes
the forgotten and lost to the depths
of life.
broken and sore the core bleeds
the life taken and mistaken,
awakened by misery and hate.....
this should never be
but it is to late for i sank holding on
to this burdened slate,
showing me where it all began.
faceless against the world of burden
as my shadow became the darkened
depth of my humanity.
the insanity that swallows
this frail existence denigrating
the awaited distance to be traveled.
this should never be
yet, all still remains.
cast me out and let me sink
past the brink to where all becomes
the forgotten and lost to the depths
of life.
broken and sore the core bleeds
the life taken and mistaken,
awakened by misery and hate.....
this should never be
but it is to late for i sank holding on
to this burdened slate,
showing me where it all began.
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