View From This PlaceA Poem by InsidiousRain
Optimism is for the ignorant
Truth is for the liars Cynicism is for the idealists burnt out by false hope Depression is for the hopeful long exhausted by endless dread Abuse is for the desperate who cry out for help but are ruined by their own minds Despair is for the misguided souls overturned by their own lives False hope is for the abandoned ruined by the rubble that is their lives destroyed by society left alone to rebuild Destiny is for the lost man who once lost his way. And can't go home again.
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StatsAuthorInsidiousRainNYAboutSome people are sheep. Some are politicians. Some are wisemen, leaders. A black and white world. Me? I'm that queer kid. Whoever has the faintest idea where I'm going, it sure as hell isn't me. .. more..Writing
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