Despondent Dystrophy

..one moment of loosing control, but only as an imagine form..

Every little step leads only to death
Theres no escape, the only exit
We are born to die, only a stream of lies
A spiral into oblivion's pit

I cannot accept the futility
The constant waste of possibilities
Must I digress in this despondent theme
Pointless rambles.. whoa the frivolity

Reviews

[Ben Taylor]

This is the essence of society that is captured when you step back and really look at it.
"I cannot accept the futility
The constant waste of possibilities"
Everything can seem so futile. We require hope to give us the desire to continue.
This is raw and true. Well written, sir.

I actually have two pieces on very similar subjects: Illuminating Emptiness and The Monochromatic Intellect.

[Dori]

I agree that it's not cool to take one's own life, but I can't deny I have thought about it 1000 times or more! Sometimes the pain can be just too much! Love this ink!

[Kenneth The Poet]

I know that feeling evoked here for sure.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Awesome my friend.

[Ruth]

The end is embraced in myriad ways.....to take life is not to embrace it, no, but here it is addressed with clarity! It is harsh reality that all it takes at times is one moment of loss of control, very true! xx

[Poetic Beauty]

You have expressed you idea clearly in this piece and it makes you think about life and death.

[Alicia Schroeder]

This puts me in mind of someone who is truly depressed or the way one feels when they have lost all hope in the light of day.. Beautiful written peice..

[Dream Weaver]

A dark and ominous piece …
Enjoyed the depth and feel
Of this as well… Nice one
DD

[the-One-with-the-Darkne..]

Very very good. I really like this. I can feel that pain and simple darkness. Very very good.