Plague

MrNobody40

I will burn them down
My childhood constructs
And free my mind from imprisonment
The illusion of sense and self
The Unmistakable fear
Of who I am
I will burn them down
Eliminate the loneliness
The plague of every step of my life
And its meaningless stain
I will set them on fire
And watch as every last ash
Drifts away with the wind

  • Author: MrNobody40 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 9th, 2021 07:41
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    As those ashes drift away your new fulfilling life will be ahead of you - enjoy its wonder.

    Andy

    • MrNobody40

      I'm working on it it. 🙂

    • L. B. Mek

      there is a rhythmic element to your writing style that's hard to pinpoint, yet its presence is undeniable,
      a good read of Phoenix aspirations

      • MrNobody40

        Thank you for the comment. When I write my poetry I let it all happen naturally and unforced, so I think that produces a natural element of rhythm. Thanks. 🙂



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