This black hole
called life
drags us
inexorably forward
to the welcome release
called death...
Why does it have to take so long...?
This black hole
called life
drags us
inexorably forward
to the welcome release
called death...
Why does it have to take so long...?
"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. Love is the Law. Love under Will."
Aleister Crowley
Tragic hope expressed in poetry. Thank you for sharing.
"Life is just a chance to grow a soul."
~A. Powell Davies
Thanks, tessa. I felt pretty miserable when I wrote it, a bit less so now, though...
"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. Love is the Law. Love under Will."
Aleister Crowley
I am glad you have been able to move forward, away (even if only a few inches) from the extent of this pain. Thankyou for sharing the hope of release, of peace with us, Valkyrie
...we can be forgiven...
Thank you for your kind words poetic justice.... they are appreciated.
"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. Love is the Law. Love under Will."
Aleister Crowley
I think what you say its true, your poem is of great inspiration....few people read Nietzsche nowadays...
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