Introspective Poetry

Shrouded, lost in a mist I can’t define,
Ambiguity envelops the stars,
Whispers spread out, but I can’t decipher,
Your rotations spinning into my scars.

Overlook me while I trap myself here,
Undertake your empty musings outside,
Reality is not what we perceive,
Strangle me if you feel it’s justified.

Have you ever doubted morality,
And pondered why you believe what is wrong?
Did you know you smile in multiple ways,
Oppressing me with ones that don’t belong?

Was I imagining a faint linger,
Long, why do you pierce into my essence?
Only when I grind through the listlessness,
Venturing out to the luminescence.