I'm now a shade

To cross the confines
Means breaking down,
The dam will break-
And in turmoil I will drown,
This person of bad luck and disparity,

In proportional figures,
To see the world means more despair,
Lurking thoughts,
Lurking regrets,
All take form in innocence.
A collaboration of good and evil,

Damn it man,
I'm no evil kenevil
Daring to a point,
But can't go back now,

I can't render these walls broken,
Reinforced with the strongest metals,
Diamond plated for my protection,

I'm no superman or wonder woman,
Me just me is a bad omen,
It feels like a demon summoned
Damnation is all but stabbing,

Every work I speak is constant babble,
Never heard and never seen,
The only impression,
A ghostly gleam,
Milky shadow dressed in gray,
Who the hell knows,
Now I'm a shade.

Reviews

[Bohrium Guy]

I think everyone has this feeling. It's a common place of paradox. When things are all over the board and turmoil exists .
Excellent write!

~Rob~

[Rose Jaeger Kaneki]

this is amazing, i love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! amazing poem my friend