Kayli > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

These indecisionsConformed of desperationLost; Shrouded in mysteryFeeling nought but disdainin the opponent's entropy

Written out of pure impulse, stress, and insomnia. Note for reviewers at the bottom.

Too much of a generalized poem to be able to choose a specific title. I'll change it once I think of it.

Your place in this worldso undefined infinitelyWe are what we believeourselves to be

Generically titled. But, you get my drift.

The feeling is not reciprocated,it's just not the same.All hope had been false,overwhelmed by pain.

Kayli Writing