The truth

There are no words to describe

i’m throwing in the towel and you’re closing in

and the cool night air hits us like a storm, and the trees are still and the lights shine bright

the moon glares and tries to be complete, with time it grows and shines like a beast

and the wolves howl and they wait for the fullness of the moon that hits them like an electric shock

we fall and we marvel at the glory of it all

and we still throw it in, and try to make sense of it all

but the truth is, there is no truth

the sense lies in the dreams of the crow

that flies and waits for the scarecrow to fold

and the scarecrow is standing through it all

it has to protect that which makes sense

but the truth is, there still is no sense

we fall and we’re shattered, and we find that it’s all

just tumbling down so beautifully and so bold

and the stripes are still there, they’re shining with blue and hints of rain

and the rainbows collide, and form a pot of gold

but the truth is there is no gold, no luck, no faith, just consequences of fate.

But the faith is restored, and it waits to strike again, it will come again and again until we are no longer sane

and the sanity lies in the fact that there we are all insane

and we are feeling like we are small, when we are not even that

we are a fragment of the truth, tinier than that

we know it is cruel, and we still throw it in

you’re finally here, and we marvel once again

But the truth is, the marvel was never gone.

Author's Note

Just read it and tell me what you think :)

Reviews

[Ian]

Amazing, Indescribable, Awesome, Beautiful, Descriptive, Great.
That was Indescribable!
Keep up the great work!

[Brigitte Adela]

I love the imagery you create it in this poem. And i like how the structure is like a thought process.

[Ace D Portgas]

Alright epic poem! I simply LOVE the metaphors that you used in this and also thought the title was a good fit too. I also like the last two lines of this poem too

A good read if I say so myself : ) Keep it up