Water alive, ever changing with time Warm stalwart delivering its wrath Bitter season dying in its adversary’s wake Water longing for its time to rise. Eyes blocked by what has been pulled over Mind besieged by darkest human rituals Body wasted by the unfailing pull and push Nose burnt by flames of darkest drivel Mouth corrupted by the tang of your own fester Ears broke by loathing and wretchedness Heart obliterated by cold stillness Soul vanquished, Dead first dawn New day hails your attention, renewed hope Quick diminishing of joy, quick strife The darkness inside, pilfers you life Alive outside but unfeeling and dead inside Everyday you play your part not feeling the day Further into darkness, trying to find light The seagull cries, finding elevation A watcher from above, never knowing the light A piece of ice breaks off and goes afloat Adrift in itself, it knows only the motions Feckless days, indefatigable and consistent Ice lost in a world reflected of itself A day paid, questions asked, thought provoked A lifetime spent looking for answers A day bought, seeking light in all A lifetime lost, confused and sore A day borrowed, going through the motions Your life gone, lost all in futile being Time kept slipping away, bashing your existents Your day of reckoning is here Ice melted, only dead in its early form Your life before your eyes, a new coming storm Water alive, basking in its alteration A new day of life A new day of time A new day of hate A new day of pain A new day of sorrow A new day of lies The reaper passes for its filch Blindly you go on, forge ahead A piece of you alive, a piece of you dead.
Reason for writing:
Many things inspire me to write. I write everyday to express emotions in relation to exact emotions, events, etc.
Anything I can feel, anything that causes emotions in me, I poem them.
Birth sign: Leo
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