Poem: The Question

[brianc]

Hello,

It's been a while since I've been here on these forums.
WorldScape was a great part of my childhood,  thank you for that developers.

Moral of the story is...
My year, 2015 has been hectic..

My  father passed away thisyear on aug 7th, a week before was his mom  that passed..
Then, my girlfriend (at the time), her  mother passed a week following my father.
I dare to  ask a  question to this.

May it reflect in my poetry.


Asking myself,  why can't I be as wise as an elf.
Seeking the world  for what it  is, not to give  in  to uncertainty or blitz.
Why must this be, am I  forever this way eternally?
I want to break  free of this insanity, people leaving me, my mind breaking free.
Reverse the time of my life in glee, remove this curse and set divinity.
Living prophet of the mind, body , soul, and yet feeling so blind.
Feel the life break away, as my family is sent astray.
Never to be seen again, why must this be the end?
The question I ask, when can I start over again?



I hope this can touch someone else.

Thanks for reading.

Regards,
Brian Crowell

[Recoil]

OK, I'll be the first to say it.

You're pretty weird dude.

[Jake]

OK, I'll be the first to say it.

You're pretty weird dude.

soooooooooo f*cking weird.

Thanks for reading.

Regards,
Brian Crowell