A man falls into a deeper darkness and from his madness and pain comes sustained wisdom. |
-Falling Abyss- by Keaton Foster Darkness In sight Blackness Not without Fighting the rules Standing up to Those piqued fools The ones calling For allegiance Amongst The twisted kind The ones wanting A larger piece Of his declining soul Adherence is null Reciprocation Is further disappearing Alone in an ocean Abandoned in a forest Nothing is abound The God of his mind The king of his shrine Retreating deeper inside He’ll never be with them He’ll never be like them He will always refuse The right and the rules The normalcy of set madness Concerns him least of all He will always be alone Just as he prefers Just as he adores There once was another Long before here and now The opposition of his sex The perilous intersection Of his once trivial existence But then A lover’s tryst Upon her heart and chest Left him wanting less Desiring nothing kept Falling abyss Rising up His pseudo homage To what’s next And what’s spent In between Residence Living opulence Ignoring the populace Doing for oneself Disregard for all else He will never go back He will never again Be part of the norm He will only fall As he rises higher above He will only see as he does As everyone else is blind He will live In the shallow holes Of the darkest abodes He will be the one Who sees with clarity Even in the deepest parts Of what the darkness Can offer up He won’t ever be afraid He won’t ever again feel As most still do Falling abyss Downward In his glorious direction Are both his life and his end Both his grievance and collection He will rise up as he falls He will be remembered While all others won’t The impact of it all Will of course be great Nothing of his plight Will ever go to waste… Falling Abyss Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |