void

so much pain without a tangible touch,
only emotion in such a void
lost in translation,
never overjoyed
another disease you try to kill,
but never do you hear my will
so I spill the blood in my half empty cup,
and come to find its never enough......
what luck, to be left behind
searching for lost time,
though I know it can never be found
I try to create a new reality
Where there's not so much frailty and lamentation
But the happiness causes asphyxiation,
So I wander aimlessly, alone down my path....
It winds and weaves then comes to a fork
As the autumn leaves fall to set the scene
I choose the road that seems obscene
And I loose a part of me once held so dear
Only to be found when I fight my greatest fears
misty eyed and dreary I wander on so weary
As I bend the knife to scar myself,
the blade cascades a sea of red
In my head I know this is grand fallacy,
but what my eyes see I begin to believe.......

Reviews

[John Parker]

Loved the write.....be looking forward to reading more of your works......welcome to the cafe

[NJ Schneider]

Favorite lines:
I choose the road that seems obscene
And I loose a part of me once held so dear
Only to be found when I fight my greatest fears

Write on! Welcome to WC!

Much Love,

Caine