Why do we live in a world
Full of chaos and broken hearts.
Confusion and destruction.
Break my heart, toss it into a void.
A void.
Life is a void.
Lost in its blundering path
Through the wretched cataclysms we call home!
Galloping like a blind horse
Through fire-raining bullets!
Just to be struck in the knee
By your trusted best friend.
Gone-
Left for dead.
Hopelessness settles in
As you crawl along the soot.
Your face stained black.
Lines appear on your face as grey tears fall.
But you just keep going.
Blood sputtering out of your rotten mouth.
And when you're finally able to attempt to stand,
Someone comes and kicks your knee in.
A gun in your face
And they steal the last thing you have...
So the flower wilts away
Blown across the ash barren land.
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Poetic Life
PoetryThese are the times of life, of love, and to live. Some things have never been captured; your life. But these are the words to capture life through my eyes.
