The Battlegrounds of Perspective

We live our lives trapped in our own perspective,

Falling victim to the wounds

Of never being able to cross the boundaries of understanding.

At most we get close enough to graze hands,

But lose contact the minute our intentions turn to seeking redemption.

It’s a battle never won,

A battle where casualties add up to the sum of people we’ve met

And defeat is how we cope with the bloodshed.

In the end we walk the graves of lives we’ve lost,

Piling up our sins to make sense of what life is ever left to live.

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Poem by Nicole Asherah. Nicole Asherah is an artist who tries to connect people to intimate moments, feelings, and relationships experienced throughout life through her poetry, paintings, and photography.

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