Velvet Astraea Dido

Probably Won'T Ever

I am in a bubble
hovering among endless space
My mind boils
and evaporates with the fume
of treadlesness
I’ve never known
the meaning of it all
probably, won’t ever

For the fragments of a forgotten past
eats out my energy and breath
Hate me for no reason
Or no reason
you leave me

I’m a useless beat
for a rhythm of undying agony
My thoughts least pardon
laid down to a rest
And my breath shall triumph once more
among beasts gone decay

Nothing is my virtue
And my life washes down the drain
For no one can see the inner me
And probably, won’t ever.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 26, 2005

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