Sympathy For The Foolish Poem by Vision Ghost

Numbed mind and perceptions frozen, in time
Trapped in the deep, blank, and senseless crime
Systematic ache, of regret that’s timeless here
A place were the angry, go away from all fear

Moulded yet forever shapeless, as is reasoning
Never a forgiving word, to shake this feeling
Guilt ridden espionage, of a dark prison cell
As though fate has ears, on walls where I dwell

A heavy head hangs, with pounding complexities
Reminiscing on the last words, and the insanities
Of a distracted mind, caught, within the moments
True feelings hidden, beneath of what implements

Time ticks by, as does my heart beats so silently
Unheard and unwarranted, by the injured jury
No word of repair, can reach the understanding
Thus it be that I’m trapped, within the punishing

Bruising enough, upon my emotional supplement
That tears go unnoticed, with unseen increment
To touch you again, as you seek with eyes of rage
Would be the impossibility, of a inhumane age

If ever there was something left, I could grow again
Some instant of hopeful seeds, to dispel the pain
The pain I’ve caused you, and ultimately myself
Is this it, after so much time, memories upon a shelf?

Is there nothing left? No sympathy for the foolish
My face is for your perceptions, so now ghoulish
Knowing that in certainty, is how I truly feel inside
Knowing that I will always love you, this I can’t hide