Hopeless

Channeling anger and despair

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Shouting with frenzied

Anger at all nothingness;

Echoes of everyday living that

Will not be denied with

A pacing of life’s treads,

Ringing with fury in my

Head filled with madness.

Gone, gone all gone to the

Devil and the Flying Dutchman,

Who only receive the lost

And disillusioned into their

Dark world, where the only light

Is the vehemently glowing coals

Flipped, whirring through space

To keep them alive and well done.

Author’s Note

1. I decided to re-publish poetry that was previously published at least once a month. This poem is the first of these and was previously published in Alioth.

2. I wrote this poem more than 20 years ago when I was ‘going through some things.’ It helped me channel my despair, but it also helped me understand who I am, made me focused, and motivated me to change my situation.

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