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ENDLESS ROAD

Walking alone on this endless road of frustration,
That always bring bad memories in my emotion.
I am too depressed of what happened,
And all of them just laugh at me at the end.

The road of sufferings and road of anger,
Is the road where I walk over?
I don’t even know if it has ending,
But I know every step it takes means nothing.

I walked on this thorny way,
And my feet got wounded and I lay.
The pain made me fall,
And no one hear my call.

Revenge is what in my mind,
But how can I made this to all mankind?
If I can’t escape this endless road of suffering,
I will never hear the birds sing.

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Neverending Nightmare's picture

this is a very nice poem. If

this is a very nice poem.
If this is your main theme of poetry
maybe my group might interest you, feel free to view some of my works

greetings

kim anciano's picture

thanks, I read some of your

thanks, I read some of your works and I am amazed... especially the "Cold be my name, deadly be my shame"