Throwback Thursday Poetry: The Enigma

nestled in the twilight
of consciousness that’s mine
empty thoughts of sorrow
take up most of my time
all i am asking is for
the Sun to come outside

breaking through day to day
this monster inside me
he seeks to take over
it’s me he wants to be
the Rage is his Passion
he hates all that he sees

encompassed in queries
from now ’till i end life
what is it that i’ve done
to be given such strife
can’t take it anymore
this is no kind of life

the rationalism
of this ludacrisy
is so mind boggling
it’s just hypocrisy
Life is one big question
it’s one big mystery

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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