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Fell and Lost ; Collided and Consumed

Poetry By: nathanmarc12
Poetry


Tags: Life, Lost, Misery


Life is not a piece of cake.


Submitted:Apr 15, 2012    Reads: 27    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   


I stand alone in this enormous crowd

completely engulfed by this swarm of humans

As people rush and hush

selfishly running to their destination

I tried my best to avoid bumping into them

Yet in this undesirable spot

Rough collision is inevitable

I stand alone in this narrow cliff

trying to figure out how I ended up here

As I glimpsed at the bottom

the waves are hitting the shores in anger

and the shores are moaning in agony

I tried my best to not lose my balance

Yet in this unsteady edge

Plummeting is certain to occur

I stand alone in this vast field

wandering everywhere aimlessly

hoping the exit is just in the vicinity

As my presence persisted in here

lifelessness and desolation were all I could feel

They were creepy, horrifying, cold

a combination unimaginable

I tried my best to escape this feeling

Yet in this cursed position

being consumed is the final consequence

I am walking on this fine line called Life

where I was told when I was born

that I will stray and get lost

that I will run and stumble

that I will be banged and eaten

that this is not a land of bliss

but a world of misery

I did not believe in all these before

but now I do.





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