If not, then for what?

If not, then for what?

A Poem by samuel foxtrot

Leave the night untouched
cradle a glimpse of air,
unnoticed and die
amoungst the ruins.

the ruins of the fallen night
Everlasting night the premise
of my demise

My Grasp upon reality
never again the same,
My motive for destruction
taken and reclaimed
that emptiness repackaged
is purpose in its name?

© 2013 samuel foxtrot


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Added on August 1, 2013
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