Sunset
Sun sets
And the seas
Grasp bloody
Lost
I have become
In an ocean of deceit
Sunrise
And the seas
Reflect gruesome
Around
I have found
Simple pleasures
To sweep me
From my feet
Tremble
To do so is common
React
The reflex
That emotions summon
Outcast, untouchable
Do you see yourselves
The sound of golden bells
Simply cease to exist
From depths to never pierce
The corner
Of every mans eyes
I remain
A tainted beast
Was it my stubbornness
That drew toward fate
Gruesome and ill
Or was it my failure
To adapt to suffering
Despite being able to feel
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008
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