Identity
My mind is one of conflict , thoughts unclear,
My soul lies shattered , a thousand pieces,
Fond memories are non existent , only uncertainty increases.
I wander between realms,
Trapped in an endless illusion,
Clawing my way towards the surface,
Unrelenting to be a victim of man's lies and treachery,
All i yearn for is to extinguish all suffering from my memories.
Truth tainted by the lies and grand ambitions of man,
The world i see, a stage play riddled with madness,
Snakes wait menacingly amongst the flowers,
Marauders creep silently within the shadows,
I wait in desperation for a chance to exist,
To find my identity and earn my place in this world without fear
Copyright © Chandrasekar Singaram | Year Posted 2013
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