Throw the Dice

by Hexmage

Awake, in darkness, shadow's whisper

It's true, Admit it, Accept it, Live it
An outcast, alone in a world of lonesome
Contemplating fears and shadows
Letting pseudo-confidence fade
An emotional cripple, alone except for shadows
Retreating into the world of chance
Running numbers and rolling dice
Faking self into belief, but it's all a lie
Lies ruled by fears and shadows
A world lived in by all, accepted by none
Shadows controlling their puppets
Mariette strings of fate and chance
Hidden inside lies, covered by friendship
But alone in the world, unable to befriend
The strings are clear
Scissors drawn
Now everyone is alone, no purpose, no sense
The dice dictate life, shadows roll them
How can you ignore the whispers
End it, Finish it, Be done
Cast a hand, suffer the fates
Already alone, dice are thrown


I continue to be amazed how deeply revealing and touching these poems continue to be. I am wowed by the words that my visitors share of themselves. I hope that the author and readers find them as powerful and therapeutic as I do.

Thanks to you, Hexmage, for sharing!


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