Thus Goes My Life Poem by Cyclopseven R

The soul soars high fluttering in worries
worries of the ups and downs that bring miseries
miseries that kill the thoughts to create many more
more and more i go down the alley of steady pain
pain that brings back the memories of the past
past i struggle to forget, just to remember it again
again the hardship of a struggle violent, dressed my mind
mind which formed out of thoughts
thoughts that freeze my blood.
blood i see trickles all along the path of my footsteps
footsteps down the unknown directions
directions lost along the wayward path
path that left me no trails to trace back my origin
origin that is lost from the beginning of creation
creation which plays the game of war
war that creates emotional cataclysm
cataclysm which ruins the very positive steps of mine
mine, this life is still remains.