Final Ballad
The one thing that I thought I had,
was raped!
Was taken!
But without intent to cause me pain!
Oblivious to the truth that my-
one grey talent does not belong to me!
Revealed to be what I knew it was all along:
Useless, shamefull, worthless scribblings.
Not worthy of a child!
Irony-
I am but a child.
Unable to grow, in the way I wish to.
To Grow to my ultimate enlitenment!
To Strive to what I want to achieve!
Pretencious-
Denying what they all can guess,
denying what I know.
That all has been a waste of time.
Where to now with me?…
When I see your face again,
I don’t know what Ill do!
Probably turn and run away…
something I always do!
Life’s sweetest emotion has been ripped away,
by the one who never intended so.
Life will show you a picture,
but the caption will be blurred.
Too advanced for a human eye,
to grasp the meaning of it all.
Life Lies!
Life Steals!
Life has kicked me a finishing blow!
“Why?”
“O! Why” I cry!
Must of all that you could take…
Why did it have to be my words?
I am now at a loss.
For my love.
my words.
my world.
It is now all just an inexplicable feeling within me.
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