Loej
02-13-2003, 09:56 AM
**My poetry, just thought I'd post it and see what people have to say about it. I'm really into writing. Tell me what you think, and if you want to read more of my stuff email me or go to toology, it's on that site.
Without excuse the boy walked frightened up to the man.
Without excuse the man pointed his finger.
He wasn’t about to develop accuracy in this current moment,
But the boy knew where he was pointing.
Where the boys destiny lie.
Just ahead,
Past anything that was everything.
The boy knew his decisions were wrong.
The boy knew he had no other way out of this mess,
But again it was too late.
Too late for anything to make of himself.
No one could hold him or love him,
For he chose the way he would walk.
The way that seemed to be easier,
But now it seemed it was the worst choice of his life.
By now he could see what was about to swallow him up.
Darkness.
Complete and utter darkness engulfed the boy.
Without excuse the boy knew he had nothing.
Once the boy let go,
Endless falling.
There seemed to be no bottom.
Days it felt like.
Then he saw light.
Brighter than any light he has seen,
Then he smelt something he had never smelt before.
Disgusted the boy covered his nose,
But gravity kept him from doing so.
Finally the end of the rabbit hole.
It came out into a gaint dome looking place.
Bright with fire,
And a flowing river of…
What exactly was that?
The boy hit the river hard,
But didn’t touch the riverbed.
The river was thin and wavy,
It seemed to fit just right for the boy.
The boy sank…knowing, and without hope or excuse.
He knew.
He knew the whole time.
Without excuse the boy walked frightened up to the man.
Without excuse the man pointed his finger.
He wasn’t about to develop accuracy in this current moment,
But the boy knew where he was pointing.
Where the boys destiny lie.
Just ahead,
Past anything that was everything.
The boy knew his decisions were wrong.
The boy knew he had no other way out of this mess,
But again it was too late.
Too late for anything to make of himself.
No one could hold him or love him,
For he chose the way he would walk.
The way that seemed to be easier,
But now it seemed it was the worst choice of his life.
By now he could see what was about to swallow him up.
Darkness.
Complete and utter darkness engulfed the boy.
Without excuse the boy knew he had nothing.
Once the boy let go,
Endless falling.
There seemed to be no bottom.
Days it felt like.
Then he saw light.
Brighter than any light he has seen,
Then he smelt something he had never smelt before.
Disgusted the boy covered his nose,
But gravity kept him from doing so.
Finally the end of the rabbit hole.
It came out into a gaint dome looking place.
Bright with fire,
And a flowing river of…
What exactly was that?
The boy hit the river hard,
But didn’t touch the riverbed.
The river was thin and wavy,
It seemed to fit just right for the boy.
The boy sank…knowing, and without hope or excuse.
He knew.
He knew the whole time.