Tell Me Fate, Where Is My Destiny? Poem by Cyclopseven R

The flowing night in darkest veil
Pretends to be blind to everything
Including the bleeding scratches
That lines the wall of my heart.
In a corner I sit within my mind
Thinking of the nasty visitor
Who, pains my life in torturous agony.
I wonder why the night is blind in my life
To the extent I am made to succumb
Many times before my knees learn to crawl
With blood in tears oozing wearily
painting the earth in abstract frustration.
Can you see, what I feel?
Tell me fate, where is my destiny?


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