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The Chaos of the Damned

My life is a lonely, broken road
My virtues and my honour
My guilt and flaws
The hands of chaos that shape my world

A whirlpool of hate, lies, regrets
Dragging me down, into a nameless abyss
Where nothing is true, nothing is whole
Try as I might, there is nothing to hold on to

My world is torn asunder into two halves
The right, good, wholesome, and just
The left evil, perverted, and twisted
Which to choose?  Which is my nature?

How can I tell which descisions are right or wrong?
How can I justify my ideals in a world where there is no truth?

What is the purpose of my consience in this twisted existence?

I cannot tell.  I can hear it's voice no longer.

My dreams are not their dreams

My goals are not their goals

My hopes are not their hopes

My life is not their life

 

Why must they inflict these emotions on me?

Are their own lives not troubled enough?

Do they have no respect?

I can make no sense of my own troubles, leave your own to yourself

 

I would be better of with the dead

They hold no regrets, no fears

They wish not for forbidden things

They are truly content.  They are the peace that is lacking in this world

 

So then, I take my leave to join the dead

To thrust my whirling world into the peace of their hands

I trust this world to the true Damned

Those who fear all and understand nothing

 

Goodbye, All those who are the true Damned

 

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  • PoetryDove
    June 12, 2008

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    This was a beautiful write.
    For a freeverse poem, it flows greatly and it seemed to glide right off the page.
    It's interesting, and I believe that there are many truths within this poem ~ you listed so many.
    It's quite incredible, actually.

    The words you have chosen fit so nicely.
    Stanza 5 is my favorite ~
    "Why must they inflict these emotions on me?
    Are their own lives not troubled enough?
    Do they have no respect?
    I can make no sense of my own troubles, leave your own to yourself"

    I can relate in so many ways.
    Your poem opens a lot of doors and sight-seeing for those who don't quite understand.

    It's very good.
    Good luck in the contest.
    Sincerely,
    dovey ~




  • Blossom
    June 9, 2008

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    whoaaaa. that's crazy. wrong. crazy! I like it. it's kind of mean in a way.

    "those who fear all and understand nothing"

    I can relate to that part. So true. Thanks for taking the time out to enter