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The Rapture of Nothingness

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The Rapture of Nothingness

The tentacles of darkness fills my heart.
A thunderstorm of self loathing curses my
Existence on this bubble of humanity
Perhaps to burst one day releasing a
Torrent of retribution for what I suffer.

I've been forced to live the life I live
Because society hands d me down its' verdict
Of guilty as charge d for losing all I have
Chasing the dreams of others while
They laugh at the folly of misfortune.

I am crushed underneath the weight of a fury.
Forced to march in step with the others of the street
Taking handouts from the sickingly prosperous humans
Who won the game of life and now judge
Me for what I am, not for why I was.

I grasp at something to still this pain
Of madness but nothing is there except anger.
Relieve me from the bondage of self torturing
Adventure and let me have the peace to cry
Out to a god that placed me here to an endure





Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 4/7/2017 7:45:00 AM
Oh that is good, you've certainly captured the darkness of the book.
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Date: 4/7/2017 3:19:00 PM
What book do you refer?
Date: 4/2/2017 10:15:00 AM
Great poetry. Can feel the anger and desperation of those that have slipped through society's safety net. Congratulations Mark! :-)
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Date: 4/1/2017 5:42:00 PM
Diamond #7 When you read through all the verses I am sure you will agree it was VERY hard to rank them. I so enjoyed your innovative Free Verse! Please do jump on board with my next contest BRAVE NEW WORLD. Light & Love
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