Thinking Of Somebody Else Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Born not stay.
Born to just go.
And the phoenix rises from the ashes.
Rebirth in its purest form.
No reins, no control, none at all.
On a cold January night filled with a deluge of fright.
Combing out all knots, remember the pain once more.
Every face is just a blur.
Staggering in the dark.
A drunks delirium.
It's so contagious.
The deep seeded hate.
With no reason at all.
Emotions to rage and stew.
With no direction to just let loose.
All bottled up, and the cogs just stop turning.
They just stop working.
A devil is on the inside.
Standing in crowded streets with not one uplifting or upbeat thing to say.
Memories that forever leave this stain.
All that was done, that was accomplished was in vein.
Purpose unfulfilled.
Roaming the plagues of this earth, just looking for a cure for this curse.
Futility at it's best and worse.
The pot best left unstirred.
No matter the combination of words, it doesn't ease the suffering.
No reason go on at all.
And as the cord is tied up and the stool is kicked.
The very first and last thought is who benefits.
As if it is not enough to just give up.
You must make it better for those you leave behind.
And tear falls from his eyes.
The very first time in a very long time since he has last cried.
Knowing the most important moment is always the last goodbye.
No rekindling the long dead fire.
With no fuel to feed it what is the point in trying to keep it.
A disaster of fates hands reaching.
Another perversion as a horrid diversion.
Off on another unending excursion.
To save yourself sometimes you have to think of somebody else.