A Holy Grail of reality that is beyond the veil of the mind
It talks as if it knows best for the selfish mind
Self-pity is built up on the everlasting horror of damnation to the mind
Like a man on a cliff, does the insanity plead for safety from the destroyer of the mind
Suppression from the prescription we go to as a dying man goes from the mortality of human life;
All is not lost, as neuroticism is augmented by the personal iconoclast of the mind.
This is intentionally more ambiguous and vague so that the meaning may mean several things to people. But I tried to keep it to what we all experience.
Also, if anyone knows how to actually write a poem using a meter and actual poetical theory, then please offer critique and how it may be better with those additional components.
Yeah, without knowing poetic devices, I thought Iād repeat that word over and over because I thought it may sound more like a poem. Thanks for the feedback.