This is just something I came up with out of necessity. Not my finest work, that much is certain.
Reeling wrongly ‘bove the right,
Fighting fathoms fearfully,
I’ve learned to love lingering light,
Clasping, claiming, clamouring.
Shadows shuddered shamefully
At the terror threatening,
Waiting, watching woefully,
Made macabre, maddening.
Now for naught naysayers narrow
Speak the ceaseless senseless song –
Wreathing worms that wail and wallow,
Reeling rightly ‘neath the wrong.
Beckoning blissful abatement
Hailing high from mental wealth,
Sinfully, it states the statement:
To each their own… and I to myself.