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Watching......my thoughts swirl in my head,
my dreams turn to dust,
my hopes to despair,
and my fears magnified
at the thought of failure;

makes me marvel
at the thought of how despicable and ironic God's creation is,
considered to be God's greatest gift to Earth,
but, so weak, so afraid, and so alone.

The world at large,
looming in the distant horizon;
prospects of destruction or possible triumph,
kicking me in the face;
the mental exertion, unable to do what it is willed to do;
retain.

Strength and courage being the only strongholds of support,
the soul being the connection to the spirit world;
the only solace to what the body cannot possibly feel,
or even hope to imagine.

With a desire to excel, a burning passion to be undeafeated;
who can tell?
but time.
For time is, but a person,
like you and me.

 

3 Responses to “ ”

  1. nice poetry....veeery dark and amy lee-style.
    izzat really how u feel, or justa something u wrote?

  2. swirling thoughts.....did u get dizzy? hee hee....hee.

  3. Loved your style.