i hit harder, as we grow older
I am in denial, said the liar
so where's the entire truth?
What I am to the youth?
Individual booth, self acclaimed
ego boost, self appraised
one mistake name stained
values done for fame sake
Intangible as I maybe,
your elders respected me
held me in their core
treated as I am a chore
history desperately hides me
thousands live and die...
and through me many fall
through me you are tall
seek me, for I am brittle
protect me for I am dire
I shall set you free
for I am the truth, you seek to see
Nexis Soroleum Fran
-04/21/17-
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The Envelope of Nilihism
PoetryI am Nexis Soroleum and these are poems dedicated to the sad truths about life. Death, loss, addiction, vices and heartbreak await my valued readers. At it's core the poems are written to give an interpretation to the psyche of the people that unde...
