Pawns of Life

Like a piece of stale bread held too tight...

I watch my life crumble before my eyes...

I have no way of controlling in which direction I move...

Like a pawn, I'm placed amongst the board...

I have no choice in which way I go...

Sucked down the pipes of life, drained into the sewer of reality...

Thrown over the edge of the cliff, farther away from the past...

Memories fading with time, as we're moved with force...

Like puppets it's all mapped out...

The crows feeding off what's left of our mindless bodies...

Tossed through a salad with none of which you want...

Stoned to death for what you believe to be true...

Left to sink to the bottom, only to float to the top...

Out to get us, and destroy our souls...

Society our only judge, subject to the government...

No peace left in this god forbidden world...

No god, to save us from the hell we've created...

Wondering if I'll ever be able to soar above all that is too hard to face...

Only time can tell where we are left to go next...

Will we strive on, or die?

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Written in 2003

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