We all feel it
It feels like shit
A weakness

Effecting our lives
The tears of wives
Like a sickness

The plague continues
Drowing in issues
We are helpless

Breathing is rare
Through our tearful stare
Stuck in trance

The reason do vary
As all seems so scary
Losing our resistance

Curled up all alone
Feeling we lost what we own
Holding no substance

Company unwelcome
We remain undone
Living inner treason

Is there a point to all of this
Is it the path to bliss
Searching for a reason

Unable to understand
Tears fill our hands
Unending season


About shoelessboywonder

Poet and cook, I'm just starting out in the web world trying to grow a fan base for my poetry, it seems like its off to a good start and the site is also made for me to improve upon my writing skills so please rate and comment on the poems you like best, feedback is the greatest way to success thanks for checking me out and my site. View all posts by shoelessboywonder

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