The U.N.F.O.R.G.I.V.E.N 3

The last instalment in my U.N.F.O.R.G.I.V.E.N acrostic poems inspired by Metallica. That is, until Metallica comes up with another one...

The U.N.F.O.R.G.I.V.E.N 3

Unknowing his fate, he sails out to sea. 

Not knowing where to go, not knowing what to believe. 

Fear always possessing him, and everything that he does. 

Onto the dawn and day, onto the night and dusk.

Reliving the times he blamed all but himself.

Gave all that he had, and now he's quite bereft.

In the end, here he is, disappearing from sight,

Vanishing into the sea, gone before the light.

Ending his search for a golden treasure once lost,

Not realizing that wasn't the thing he needed the most.

3 times and more, I've swallowed my pride.

Yet I could never say what I felt inside...

Author's Note

Note the references to the actual song, The Unforgiven III. The last part is my interpretation of the song.

Reviews

[Cynthia]

really, I feel the same as others, a amazing poem!
I love the format of this poem as well,
some of my real life friends write them as well,
and I so love this one!

[deeps]

bereft. What does this word mean?
I like this once again simply amazing!
Such an enjoyable read.

[odhiambo]

amazing!!!!! had me tearing abit.i particularly love the ending because it leaves you searching for the next words.