Falling

Another attempt at a new style of poetry.

Evil has no power here

But good is not necessary

All that's kept in mind

Isn't your mind at all

 

I am that which everyone

Wants but doesn't know why

I am that which everyone

Finds but will be lost

 

To help people gain control

To constantly lose their minds

To keep people up nightly

To give them heavenly sleep

 

Friendship is found, but hidden

Freedom is being chained together

Time is your only enemy

But the longer, the stronger

 

You can fall and fall

And never hit the ground

But if you don't get caught

You'll wish you were dead.

Author's Note

Do the contradictions make this seem stronger? How is the form and construction of the poem?