Stop Loss

Trapped in the purgatory

I flit between hell and heaven

One that I inhabit in desolation

And the other that I aspire

In my fervent imagination

 

But my luck runs out on me

Subsumed by a crueler fate

That appropriates my joys

However miniscule they are

And I wander like a lost soul

Cursed to suffer eternally

In solitary abandon

Without redemption

Reviews

[Trigorin]

This is really not bad. Good use of imagery, and you've managed to take a very done topic and keep the stakes high and the audience interested. I think the two last lines are maybe a little too final - I think the piece would be suited better by something more open-ended.

[Mockingbird]

conveys despair and the dichotomy of destinies. yet he has still been prohibited to catch even a glimpse of heaven. very bleak look on the human condition. great job.

[Siddhartha]

Yes. The dilemma that prevents us from taking all our chances and going ahead irrevocably is a hell in itself.