A verse poem about finding a way through the darkness via my writings and my questions. |
-Silver Linings Wrought From Darkness- by Keaton Foster I see the future What a beautiful illusion A spectacular vision of a place Devoid of the likes of me No one will miss me And the darkness I scream No one will miss That which is misunderstood. Just as I once arrived I will go out without a sound A continuous nothing am I I have always been condemned To a past that I cannot escape I have always been vacant By a future that I have no part in. All around are incapable strangers That I have come to call lemmings I refuse, so by default I am immune I cannot accept the programming I will not believe as they do I am interested in the cold hard truth That I have spent my life searching for. I will fight as I always have Such an unwinnable dilemma I should know better, but I don’t I should make my break into the fold I should give into everything That all but me pay homage to But as I always have and will, I refuse. My mind and my heart are intertwined A universal front against the obvious I won’t accept what reality means There has to be more, and I must find it If not for the world, then for myself I have to know, and I won’t stop until I do. Silver linings wrought from darkness Have brought me here, to this question To this over preponderance of a place Of vast influence and cataclysmic importance These words are a conduit A conductive surplus of ideas and thoughts All expressed via randomness as I A man turned prolific poet steps closer To death and all that the end implies. I will continue to write out my soul I will spell out my bleeding heart I will lend a voice to those who won’t Speak from the depths of their own heart I will find the answers that I seek The answers that those Who are not asking need… Silver Linings Wrought From Darkness Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |