The Undying Man

Sad, lonely, burdened, scorn and empty,lost, helpless, longing, panic, anxiety,anger, hate, self-doubt.Passion, love, sorrow, mistakes,failure, traitor, lazy oath-breaker,I'll know the end before I know it,holding myself guilty,I know no other way,ingrained into me, By the events of life.

I am projected, unable to project,I dwell in my mind, the place of safe haven, my thoughts, my loneliness. The projection rules, projecting the worst of me,I am weak to usurp,a battered ship spread bare along the shore,ridden with diseases and cast to the pits,yet here I still linger, where is the grip,do I hold on, or is something holding on.An empty shell, riding the wave.

Resisting power, moving forward,life looks still but still continues,Another emerges as solitude takes its toll,am I betrayed or am I saved.Now this other grinds in my stead, carrying us both, demanding respect,He shouts and he stumbles but always makes haste,pressing on with undying faith,he is the one who will save us from age.