Poems from AlexB

Words just flow From my hands To the screen below Writing about sands Maybe about a mask Or perhaps a road A terrible task Or a water that...
How can I hope To learn To cope I cannot even discern  
We fight fire with fire Although we know it is dire All burns And we never learn To stop this pointless death
Where was I When it all ended Where was I When this world had been expended
I can't take any more of this I will fall into my own abyss I don't know what I will do for a living So stop asking I'm not even close to...