My soul mirrors the darkness. A defining void that grows over time. An unforgiving emptiness where no light shines.
A crevice filled with the vile that corrupts people’s minds. A gap that becomes ever wider as more and more cross that line. The invisible threshold between what’s good and kind.
From what’s vicious and malign. And it disappears forever as the generations divide. For the values that make a person have been in decline.
And those who try to avoid this trend walk a bridge as thin as a dime. But like struggling through quicksand all it takes is time. Till the void overtakes you with no one to throw you a line.
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you always do a such a brilliant job expressing a point you want to make how you hit the reader with poetic brilliance with each reason why you message is brilliant you hit the reader with a main rhyming point.
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I believe the reason I may do a good job of expressing a certain point is because this poem tends to follow a definite formula. The first two lines I thought of before I even started writing.
“ My soul mirrors the darkness. A defining void that grows over time.”
Then taking a hint of what you have suggested to me many times in other comments. I went in to explicit detail about the void.
“An unforgiving emptiness where no light shines.
A crevice filled with the vile that corrupts people’s minds.”
And finally what causes the void.
“A gap that becomes ever wider as more and more cross that line. The invisible threshold between what’s good and kind.
From what’s vicious and malign. And it disappears forever as the generations divide. For the values that make a person have been in decline.”
Thanks for reading and the comment.
Alex
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