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Reason

Reason

 

Years lost

time scattered as waste

fruitless the labour of conformity

Passion suffocated, stifled, past

Energy lost in a sea of serenity

Sacrificial, an offering

for nothing

A worthy soul damned

to eternal loss

by a heartless world

For what, for why?

I collapse in despair

as torment rages within 

my empty soul

With energy and faith

I gave all

now I recover to 

discover

the wilderness

where no purpose dwells

🌷(3)

◄ The Deep of Night

The Inner Sanctum ►

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David Taylor-Jones

Sat 9th Sep 2017 22:23

Lovely lines - 'fruitless the labour of conformity' and 'the wilderness where no purpose dwells' I like sound of that wilderness

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