Bj Fard Poet Free verse

At World's End

At the end of the world
I find a place
full of everyone's problems
to hide my mistakes
in total solitude
my thoughts become clear
my mind is a cave
filled with wonder of fear
in this dark recession
of oppressed memories
I escape all the pain
by forever running
right off the radar
the facade crashes down
and I see me, the way I really am

Worthless, useless, pointless and pathetic
the load lessens greatly
as I learn to accept it
the feeling is beautiful
I never want to escape
I own my ugliness
making yours seem so fake
its fate, ever so present
taking all into stride 
has never been as pleasant

At the end of the world, 
voices chatter, unheard
choice is just a word
to a prisoner of destiny
the reason is everything
and everywhere
but everyone is too busy
to notice, or care
too busy to love,
with much time to hate
running faster in circles
until the harmony breaks
then shoot out straight
surprised to be falling
down into darkness
the last friend still calling.

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Brenda Victoria Northeast January 3, 2012 at 4:55 AM That sounds so fatalistic- but you have conveyed well your feelings even though it sounds negative to what you could believe, all the very best, Brenda