Some random crap...
I feel a malice, not to one person alone.
This malice stretches like an ocean; beach to beach
It touches all of so-called society. A society
Cold in its continuance of ignorance.
How can one feel sheer malice to one person
When they are merely a result of their surroundings
Perhaps I've been sheltered too much, or that
Naievity knows no bounds. And I've seen,
Seen, heard, informed by dredged eyes and
Forked tongue, but told no less.
Reactions are counter-reactions and the heart
Knows not where to face any more
Silent solice would be sweet, and yet
Escape is just a treat served better.
They say that trial and tribulation shall find
My path. But I'm no longer sure.
And thoughts entwined in written word
Go un-noticed. Where now?
Mind trips; another drink, another draw
And still no closer to truth untold, unfortunately.
Time flits by minute to hour: How sour
I wait for such answers. Only morning brings
An air of respite from dismal dreams
Of things unseen and unsaid
But, will daylight bring the truth i need
To steed me on a brighter path?
Or do I sink beneath waves of darkness?
A hiccup here as thoughts unwind and nought.
Pity not I, for know you less. I have not told,
Nor warned of this. Yet, let's continue.
City neon lights unfold much more
Than you could wish to hope for, and who knows?
Perhaps secreted veils will shed your light
Once proven, I might tell what for.
But breathe a sigh in seconds respite
As I re-ignite such calm reverie.
Read the thoughts upon this page
And know to guage the man you thought
Was merely, but a boy. For grudges once
Beheld to few have spread their arms to many
And regrets too, have truths untold.
Why question what must come?
-----
Don't think such thoughts; a man you know
But question upon knows he how
A town he knew he once had come
And found himself a city again
The dreams and shadows that he flew
Have found themselves at here reknewed
And wishes to depart once more
To foreign likes on foreign shore.
Oh bugger.
This malice stretches like an ocean; beach to beach
It touches all of so-called society. A society
Cold in its continuance of ignorance.
How can one feel sheer malice to one person
When they are merely a result of their surroundings
Perhaps I've been sheltered too much, or that
Naievity knows no bounds. And I've seen,
Seen, heard, informed by dredged eyes and
Forked tongue, but told no less.
Reactions are counter-reactions and the heart
Knows not where to face any more
Silent solice would be sweet, and yet
Escape is just a treat served better.
They say that trial and tribulation shall find
My path. But I'm no longer sure.
And thoughts entwined in written word
Go un-noticed. Where now?
Mind trips; another drink, another draw
And still no closer to truth untold, unfortunately.
Time flits by minute to hour: How sour
I wait for such answers. Only morning brings
An air of respite from dismal dreams
Of things unseen and unsaid
But, will daylight bring the truth i need
To steed me on a brighter path?
Or do I sink beneath waves of darkness?
A hiccup here as thoughts unwind and nought.
Pity not I, for know you less. I have not told,
Nor warned of this. Yet, let's continue.
City neon lights unfold much more
Than you could wish to hope for, and who knows?
Perhaps secreted veils will shed your light
Once proven, I might tell what for.
But breathe a sigh in seconds respite
As I re-ignite such calm reverie.
Read the thoughts upon this page
And know to guage the man you thought
Was merely, but a boy. For grudges once
Beheld to few have spread their arms to many
And regrets too, have truths untold.
Why question what must come?
-----
Don't think such thoughts; a man you know
But question upon knows he how
A town he knew he once had come
And found himself a city again
The dreams and shadows that he flew
Have found themselves at here reknewed
And wishes to depart once more
To foreign likes on foreign shore.
Oh bugger.