Senseless Eternity Poem by Bonnie Collins

Yesterdays Angles usually convert
into someone elses heartaches

Walking in and out of lives with
no sense of remorce that seems
to leave an abstance of any
self gradifaction

Searching endlessly into the darkend
hollows of time never thinking to beware

Danger is a sign that only shields
upon the weakend, devestation
consuming the inner part that
makes us human to dehumanize
the mortality of what we do possess

Wearing a Satin shield one can usually be
attracted, and taken for a fools sleigh ride,
however being blinded and overwhelmed
with the passion that only an angel can
possess, usually suddenly turns the gradification
into a nightmare of sensless eternity.......