Attempts at gaining knowledge,
Forbidden by this ideology,
A prison wall of atrophy,
Calling me towards the ledge.

The ledge of infamy, beside atrocity,
Lack of dignity coupled with blasphemy.

This society will lead us all to believe,
That our destiny is really only a dream,
As they stand upon their hierarchy,
Leading everyone of us towards anarchy.

Heavy the burden of sanctity,
The stone falls upon our fantasy.

Apathy is the rage, reality is beginning to fade,
Varicosity is swelling our growing hate,
Gently and lovingly we embrace the pain,
Faintly we see the horizon take everything away.

Hopelessly viewing this tragedy,
Thoroughly through this lens of tainted lucidity.

that poem was written in a sick way

that poem was written in a sick way

Awesome write Fear..

Oh my..... a serious write

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It ended prematurely...I wanted it to go on longer but ran out of words ending in 'Y.'

Thanks for the comments, much appreciated as always.

Cheers, kc!