There's no ResolutionA Poem by Kahtia HowardWritten December 4, 2013Empty are my thoughts blank like this page black as the darkness of this stone cold rage. Pity as worthless as the one it is bestowed delivered by nuisance from one so terribly cold. After slanders galore softer words ensue only to be revoked and slander starts anew. Indecision influencing idiocy most undesirable to say the least. Your symptoms reek of infancy and contempt squanders release. Thin air and thin ice are cracking in my skull when actions rendering spite are far from null. Void of reason, aimless blather is dished out yet to your nonsense you remain devout. Dim are the hopes of resolution so the skirmish persists looting long lived dignity until only psychological strain exists. Wellness cannot be obtained with an already poisoned mind in shambles. Thoughts cannot be contained when the difference between life and death are gambled. What lack of life can do to a soul when one's greatest pleasure is awfully dull. A game of cat and mouse amuses a god who created both creatures to engage in maraud. The desired outcome scarcely seen no divine miracle or deity to intervene. Shreds of perforated bliss lie on the floor to haunt the infected livelihood of the one who dared implore. In ignorance and arrogance a fatal bomb is implemented deep. With time a factor the detonation will reap and a non repairable mind will soon be put to sleep.
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2 Reviews Added on February 11, 2014 Last Updated on November 20, 2014 AuthorKahtia HowardCTAboutMy name is Kahtia Howard. I am 20 years old, live in NYC but was born and raised in CT. I have always written poems, essays, and journals ever since I was a child. I see myself in many different light.. more..Writing
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