Threaded Misery
A poem with only words
Walking in haste, to escape
A fate, that makes you shake
Tests of time, trials they say
You have to bear, as you quickly make way
A siren that seems to run in your heart
You quiver, tumble and down you fall
Aching to breathe it all in, as you thirst for air, a cool aid
You look back and you see no progress, a dark shadow casts
It looms around you as if its curse
A threaded misery that you need to break
You run, turn and tangled you get
You have words to spare, but a life to regret as it sets
You keep running on as you cant escape, this fate it seems so cruel dear mate
