My Escape

poem

Escape.Does it never end,The pain and sufferingOf the fire of life?How long does it last?Great loss of the mindTo anger, hatred, depression.Tears cloud the mindWith thoughtsOf emptiness, loneliness.Suffering the lashingsOf the whip of lifeBores into the mind.Trying to escapeFrom the sufferingOf pain and angerThat drives the cloudsInto the mind.Seeing and feeling nothingExcept the hardshipsOf the giving of life.Stinging of the soul,Flowing like a stream,The blood of life and death.Clouded is the mindThat worries and wonders.Not knowing, not caring,Nor caring to know.Sit in the world alone, a stranger. 

LCS

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