One's Fate
What can one do,
When the world of all crashes about you?
How can one think and try,
When they realize that they live to die?
Where can one flee,
When mountains are gone and deserts are a sea?
Who can one ask,
When all have failed at this meager task?
When can one leave,
When one can do nothing more than grieve?
Alas and alack, one tries in vain,
To cover old wound and scratch,
To hide the long-rotted pain,
To cower from fate and detach,
And so, one is cast into the Hells,
In naught more but a chorus of screams and yells...
Honesty would be appreciated. Thank you.
2006-06-29
18:09:01
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