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
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