Dealing Fate

Sitting here cold and empty,
I wander in my thoughts.
fearful of all envy,
in the lessons you have taught.
afraid of all my inner pain,
I wander through my  gaze.
lost inside this fearful madness,
you would call a maze.
I often ponder on my life,
not knowing where to go.
Full of anger pierced with strife,
the path I do not know.
yet I sit upon this throne,
unable to complete.
The only part of me you have known,
As I stand here on my feet.
come and find me so I may show,
all that you hold dear.
but do not look farther than you may go,
or you may find your fear.
as for now you may wait,
and see what lies beyond.
the hunger ,the hate ,the love ,the fate,
to which you may never respond.
red yellow blue green,
anywhere in between.
black white dark as night,
The color you have never seen,
the poem holds you in his wrath,
and you cannot escape.
for there is only one real path,
the one that deals your fate.