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My Thoughts Conume Me
Searing flames roasting a life of pain.
Harder-
Every year, month, week, day, hour, minute, and second.
Trial after trial,
But no reward!
Inferno-
Roasting of a tormented wretch.
The flames incinerating-
Flesh and bone.
Spirit-
Soul engulfed by the madness,
Relentless insanity consuming!
Focus and framing being engulfed!
Harder-
Every year, month, week, day, hour, minute, and second.
Trial after trial,
But no reward!
Inferno-
Roasting of a tormented wretch.
The flames incinerating-
Flesh and bone.
Spirit-
Soul engulfed by the madness,
Relentless insanity consuming!
Focus and framing being engulfed!
Published 1st Feb 2018
Author's Note
This poem is dedicated to the raw feeling of being stuck in life without any real direction or knowing where you want to go, but not knowing how you're going to get there.
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1st Feb 2018 7:12am
And then it'll all become clear.
Least that's how it goes often
I tend to breathe in the moment and not fret so about what's coming next
Lovely write well done
Least that's how it goes often
I tend to breathe in the moment and not fret so about what's coming next
Lovely write well done
1st Feb 2018 5:50pm
Thank you, I agree, sometimes it's best to just let go of your sorrows before they consume you.
1st Feb 2018 6:57pm
