Of Men And Women Poem by Fallen Too Far

sometimes
empty hands
claw at my throat
forcing me to breath
in this stale deprivation
that some will
call The Line
the one that we walk
towards an abyss
the Abyss is
inevitable
so vital
to the downfall
of man
or woman
in case may weave
we are all in it
this is the road we traveled
the road that is nothing more than
spoken words
tearing down our minds
through the eyes of others
this may be the only thing we know
that we are FINISHED...