A Poem by the writer of woe

What is right?

Lonely, desolate
Were we made to feel like pain and suffering?
Were we supposed to enjoy this?
What is humanity?
Is it civilization?

What is civilization then?

My heart aches for this feeling of love.
I feel the bullet pass through my gullet in hate.

I lose myself in the sweet music
I lose my feeling in this hold
As I lose my hearing in this sound

This cannot be for what it truly is.
Are we just toys in another's hands?
Is the heart of the needle where the blood is?
What about the dead, cold blood?

This world is truly wrong.

© 2015 the writer of woe

Author's Note

the writer of woe
Please enjoy :)

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Allot truth in this! Allot believes mix it in as well. I definitely enjoyed the ride it took me on.
I love the line " Are we just toy's in another's hand? " Diggin it!
Good stuff.
Keep writing and thanks for sharing.

Posted 6 Years Ago

It most certainly can feel that way! We have try not to conform to the fallen
world but rise above it otherwise the world has won and I don't accept losing:)
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 6 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the writer of woe

6 Years Ago

Thanks for checking it out Jamestown!

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Added on March 18, 2015
Last Updated on March 18, 2015
Tags: wrong, civilized, hate, humanity, loneliness, pain, love, music, blood


the writer of woe
the writer of woe

Rockford , IL

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