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The true inclination I have towards my death is very much unpredictable,
but inevitable.
It's gonna happen in a bad, mysterious way!
I can't say I will regret this life, but I feel I'd rather be in hell,
rather than trust a false prophet!
Sometimes, a burden is mistakenly someone's excuse for a reason to damn another individual -- like me!
I never knew not operating on your level would leave me ostracized, but then again, I guess I did -- for we're not the same.
When you weep -- I experience laughter.
When you fear -- I am focused.
When you hate -- I long for reason.
When you yearn -- I antagonize . . ., for I'm together now. Pure,
mischievous -- but very clever, I'm all together.
I know now, your life is but a grape, bundled in a huge cluster, apart from, but distinguished as one -- NONE!!
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