What cause have I to drop out of this wretched game?
When I've already built my life on judgment and causing pain.
My once bright eyes are blurred and clouded with so much fear;
No longer will my colored orbs be shown glass clear.
I've walked into a darkening path, seen more pain than you can know.
The cries of the dying and eager will soon wash away my soul.
I am pushed by a great desire; I will try to regain my little light,
Though I highly doubt that ever, I will win this lifetime fight.
I have tried to push out those ringing, desperate screams,
But no matter how hard I try, they forever haunt my dreams.
My undermining sanity continuously makes my question my reality.
Is there any longer a purpose, for me to maintain my humanity?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Three Minute Rhymes
PoesíaThis book is filled with short rhymes. Each little rhyme, or poem, is only twelve lines. No more, and no less. Keep in mind, these were created within about three minutes. This is sort of a challenge for myself. It's really just to see what I can co...
