The whispers of the end

I can't help but feel it would benefit from some stanza breaks. I suggested a few however yours would no doubt be different. It's you poem, ,just some suggestions.

Sometimes it feels-
All I do,
Is paint over the scars.
In silence I conceal,
What's real,
And who we are.

So, Here's to the wounds-
That won't heal,
As I steal-
Words that'll be my last.
From the grave of my dreams,
That I've seen-
Behind an ashen'd mask.

Walking through the walls,
Entrapped in my own-
As age burns my all,
With a shadow that time casts.
Gone by morrow,
Lest it all turns to dust-
Yesterdays meld in a heart.
Left then and hollow,

A spark fades and combusts-
Whence years fall apart.
As ash kiss the air-
It's everywhere,
Like a drifting boat-
With no mast.
Standing on the edge,
Of what I see,
Of what is-

Miles ahead and in past.
Reflections of what was,
When I was found,
And how I got lost.
Made and left to rot,
In the glory I did bask.

Leaves become old,
Gone are the memories-
They behold,
All that is left is a bark.
Oblivion of a name,
Nothing will ever remain,

But everything leaves a mark.
As the hour slips away,
A question remains-
I never remembered to ask.
And then I realize,
As I close my eyes-
I was never meant to last.

Within hours of joining Neopoet you have given an insight into your poetic skills & creativity. Welcome to this community where we learn, critique and improvise.There is plenty to look forward to while you post more of your poems. I found the suggestion of Jess above very good. Of course it's up to you.

Regards,

Oblivion..may be oblivious... would be a wee bit ....

I came to Neopoet three and a half years ago as Loved
as of poetry not much did I know
I was the sole
FREE style poet here
now they are so many more

I haven't the acumen
of welcoming such a noble poet
whose poetry has been
instantly commended by our
Founder
the one and only Jjess
It's an honour he has embraced you this instant.

A bit of my suggestion
if you permit...
Epic ... I call epicureal poetry
is liked by WSnowman and Ian mostly
But many would love to see
one between lines 15 to twenty
you may gradually see

But I can see poetry flows from you
as water does from Niagara
I know
you would love to compose
many more like this one
and lines fewer too

My love and regards to you
I may be permitted
by Stan our leading man
to Welcome you ..

Happy innings
My dear friend to you

A welcome to you has been written and I concur, your writes will become an asset to our site.
We have many new poets here now , it would be good to hear from you as to the things you need to learn.
Your imagination is great and word use is top line, Jess mentioned form where to have breaks would help.
Always remember it is other that read your writing and they don't think as you do.
I look forward to more of your work and Ideas as to what you would like to see here, Yours Ian.T

I'm Wesley Snow, the second strangest poet on the site.
Since a great deal has been said about nature and intensity I will not, but rather focus on what you might think queer in a critique.
This is one of my pet peeves (I have many) and I'm the one always pointing out typographical errors in spelling and grammar, so what I say next has weight:

You proofread your poem.
It was a beautiful thing. I read straight through without a single stumble in spelling. The grammar is rough, but designed as such. Harsh and a little unforgiving: follow or be left behind.
It is an altogether excellent piece of art.
I hope you'll grace us with another.