NOWHERE TO HIDE

A stylized poem I wrote recently, which in effect utilizes the first alphabets of the poem to put forth the message... In this case, NOWHERE TO HIDE

Nondescript is my existence
On a realm away from earth.
Where wolves starve in penance
Hidden from all traces of mirth.
’Ere I find myself quite often now
Reminiscing all whom I’ve loathed.
Ever so serious, with a tilted brow
To be punished and unforgivably chased.
Over the horizon, the sun sets down
High tides grapple me as the moons rise.
I dare only try to act like a clown
Death, I saw, laughed at my demise.
Except then, I felt; like a victim without compromise.

Author's Note

I would like to know your interpretation of the style...and other aspects of the poem as well...
:)