To a Certain Extent

To a certain extent we have no love, Angry words spat can never be withdrawn. To a certain extent one may never smile again, No joy, no sense of humor. To a certain extent insecurity strikes, Yet none of it were we ever given. To a certain extent one isn't himself, 'If they discover, I take quietus' To a certain extent we are blind, Even an insensible can sense the tension. To a certain extent we are always unaware, 'If only we had taken to be awake.' To a certain extent one might never write again. Ink and paper present, thoughts blunt. To a certain extent be inpersistant. Lest you pursue harm. To a ungraceful exent, I might not see the kingdom. If only it had come to my knowledge How uncertain the extent was. To a greater extent we are bitter. To a uncertain extent we are at peace. To this extent we are alive. To an unknown extent we are dead. To an annoying extent we laugh. To certain extent we cry. To a certain exent we consequently act. Yet to another, Nay, no consequenses.