The Fetter of Ambition

Headphones dull reality

When I put them on I perform a casualty

I destroy this world, burn my cage

And run back to the universe to escape this age

With lyrics I dance

Denying the trance

So what if I close my eyes?

I’ll burn before I realize

That laughter is a mockery

Plastic smiles purse me

Youth is dissipated

Pride and cruelty related

Light is pushed out

By dark fingers of doubt

I can’t stand this greedy fire

Not much more or I shall expire

I’ll leave the headphones on

Drown myself in song

With lyrics I shall strangle

My thoughts before they untangle

I’ll shut my eyes

And ignore the cries

Too much I have heard the heartless lies

In music I will hide

For I had really tried

To change the world and make it better

But ambition became my fetter

Dragging me to the borders of sane

Knowing I can’t stop the pain

No more will I listen

To dreams that glisten

I’ll stop the pleading

And begin the leaving

No longer will I remain

In the boundaries of sane

I will stop seeing clearly

Fog my vision and make it dreary

I’ll leave behind

The burden of mankind

I could not revive the light

And all of me walks with darkness tonight.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Tbear]

I liked the flow and seeing how escape through music or a game is felt and lived...write on..

[Sarissari]

I enjoyed your poem. Your use of words tell a well thought out story. Reality can sometimes be hurtful and devastating and you show us why in words.