Fallacy called life

Of stifled thoughts, and a trifled world

Minds all full of deceit and folly

Behold, obliterate and wander about

Splintered dreams, hearts on stakes

Haze of triviality, clouding and choking­­­

Existence of a pure untouched reason

Wherefore hath thou ope’d thy heart

Fervor such encompassed, sublime

bequeath from a world, a dash, spur

swept away in a moment from veracity.

Such did the mask obviate from my vision

Falsehood became  the cause of existence.

Ignominy, a prize just for all the caring

Ignoramus, where’st thou do walk on?

Oblivion, within which you do reside

How long before angst doth breach

A feeble thin fortification, you hide

Insecurity so dismissed you think, caged,

within the realms of your troubled mind.

So think that thou may, won have thou all conquests

Cheer with such might in all thy glory

Where will all pain travel to, a wound so wide ope

It remains, unhealed, uncared for, a disease

Forever it shall partake, your will to go forth

A nothingness, shall prevail, forlorn, forever, unkind.

Yonder, a precarious edge, a cliff

A steep fall, then another reckless flight

Walked the rafters and fallen times too many

Head away, abhorrence, fie then you

Inadequacies are plenty, yet no soul so true.

Fallacy called life yet avails, thrice, a chance or two.