A perspective...

Hunted.. head down.
Drugged by love and suppressed by fear...
Oh, how I miss these moments...
Moments of blessed suppression.

Such an early defeat...
In late-summer grief.
With faint whispers, just higher than a decibel...
"Blame it on the future..."
Oh, Shame on the future!
But still...
Sadly, the illusion fades away...
Then tragedy blooms...
And twilight fades.

I am enslaved in darkness...
Enslaved in a lustrous desire.
My thoughts... imprisoned...
In the mind of the disabled.
But I am still... younger than dead.

Of dreams dissolved...
In this bitter, chaotic reality...
Comes...
The hollow winds of deliverance...
Made from this naked thin-air.
It'll break this epic silence.
As we all die; clutched...
In the hands of evil.

Because its beauty lies in its sickness,
This world cannot be cured.
The ultimate ruin of faith...
The total corruption of beliefs.
This is a perspective, of a dying world.

A perspective... by Shehab El-Din Ismail is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License.
Based on a work at loath.blogspot.com.