Looking in the dusk filled sky…
Moving like a shadowy spy…
Avoiding the questions of why!
Setup like an easel…
Life moving so evil…
Lives under attack…
Like a misfired torpedo!
Watching as people stop…
And wonder about their missing…
Splendor and forgotten riches…
Like pennies thrown into ditches…
Banking on wishes… or fools acting
Like mathematicians!
Filled to maximum capacity…
Yet the world still never heard of me!
Sitting in the middle...
of a widespread collision…
Full of tears, mixed with…
Collapsible optimism…
Lost and confused…
Like a blind man…
Going to prison!
So listen close and listen well…
To the story, I tell…
Because not everyone…
Can break the spell…
And escape the doom…
Of a living hell!
By; Ryan Edwards
About the Creator
True Whispers
I am a simple man who loves to write poetry.
Writing poetry has always been a way for me to release my mind, and express my feelings.
To me, poetry has no limits, no walls, no boundaries.
Just an open space to speak from one's heart!
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