Poetry Corner: On Purpose

Miles away in the present of the rain

Drifting slowly from the consciousness

I would say I have gone insane


The ghosts that haunt me keep me company

Old friends and demons who is confused

Devoted, timeless forever with just me


Stepping forwards or is it back, I never know

Logic and intelligence their betrayal so complete

Afraid and hopeless it should never show


And the water pours away, streams in my gutter

Like my will and purpose so long absent

Frightened of light peeking through my shutter


Lost and alone, no reason, not even some fake circus

No grip to lose, my reality left home empty handed

Abandoned without life, it did all on purpose.


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