feeling it...

by joel abel - Taurus

feeling it
coming on
tight ball of 
intersecting 
lines of anger

power release
solar eclipse
countdown
atoms splitting
suns exploding
helpless dread of 
the next moment
the next no
the next goodbye
i hate  you 
the next i
cant take this shit
anymore

endtime
counter life
flipzone
end of time

bright lights
leading us
caressing us
on

agony
stripped down
exploded
blown out
humanity
facing the 
end of time

without hope
or reason
or love.

Birth sign: Taurus
Date created: 2001-04-24 22:28:12
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:11
Poem ID: 62315

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