Thursday, September 17, 2009

A Noir Piece

Decrepit

The path I followed
Led me to my weakest point
The path I created
Uncertain and merely all I want
And everything I don't

Because it is tirelessly ever-changing
And focused & unfocused
Vibrant & dull

I sulk and weep
More than I sleep
Feelin' soul-less, emotion-less
Yet thankful & appreciative

Standing up to the world
Persevere
Dark & lonely clouds have disappeared

Decrepit turned exuberant

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