When it dawned


How cruel could I be 
to live a life void of light 
numb to the emotion of others 
twas labelled self-exile


To live for myself alone 
believing it was meant to be so
i put a smile on 
from my amusement alone


Yet faux curtain draws
to the scenery of a gloomy circus
an ill fated one man show 
Fading laughs as this act comes to an end


  • Author: theunnamed (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 17th, 2022 14:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: There were many inspirations for this poem, which no longer hold any meaning to me at this very moment. This wasn't the only I wrote in this series neither would it be the last poem to be authored by me. I hope you enjoy the transition of my downcast self into who I am now, a little downcast but not miserable. Cheers
  • Category: Reflection
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