Wrote this a long time ago but never did anything with it, untill now that is .


Colour me blind

Colour me blind in a world of asphelt
Where sensations are blurred
Emotions not felt
Damnation is welcomed with wide open arms
And pity is shunned like skeletal charms

A world that is cold, devoid of all feeling
The pleasures of flesh are less then appealing
Forsaking all kindness
With a heart that is stone
To evade love at all costs, and die all alone

What depth of despair, is a measure of mankind
To search ones own soul, a future to find
To struggle in fog
a mire of ones making
And find something of value
In a life not worth taking

To exist day by day, just awaiting some call
T o survive is an instinct not living at all
Grasping at straws
And to pay any price
Theres got be more to the meaning of life.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-11-30 at 10:53

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Black Knight
Rather exact description...
2005-11-30


BlueyedSoul
A difficult piece to comment on i think, not a happy one, it is full of despair. But i do somewhat understand the feelings....when life is cruel and vacant of hope...you do question the meaning.
Keep writing pen, YOU inspire me.

~BlueyedSoul
2005-11-30