Life

Look in the mirror.
Eyes widened...
Look away, then once more.
...still there...
But what is it?
Whom this must occur upon...

Sigh; and sigh again...
Woe and sorrow,
but yet, nothing
aside the fact of
horrid luck
shall this occur upon
self, and self only...
In the understanding, of
nothing, nothing at all.

Strive to a nowhere,
yet forced agony to watch.
Just from afar
afar, yes... afar

Was only of a goal;
mear, to reach, achieve,
nothing aside disappointment
by a dream, labored our own,
by name of others

The unfortunate of the fact;
reality is the gateway to denial,
more powerful than hate
upon others,
to others...