I hate this poem

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by xan, Mar 30, 2009.

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  1. xan

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    So long ago,it seems, so many feelings past,
    Since the first drop of tar spat on my soul,
    The thick, black, oozing, vampire tar,
    Draining my heart and mind of any good, any light.

    So many actions long passed, still regreted,
    Since the cracks appeared in my heart,
    They split so far, so wide, that they create a void,
    Sucking in all my feelings and motivation.

    Now the tar engulfs me, suffocates me, becomes me,
    I am nothing but the filth I made myself,
    The void within keeps draining everything inside,
    Left a hollow shell, my heart too far beneath the darkness.

    Feelings dwarfed beside the pillar of depression,
    Built upon my heart, weighing me down everyday,
    Apathy sucking up the traces of happiness before they form,
    Hating everything-I-am,-everything-I-do,-everything-I-say,-everything-I-write,-everything-I-think,-everything-I-believe,-everything-I've-done,-hating-me.
  2. justafool

    justafool Well-Known Member

    I can understand why you hate this poem, because it is honest and forthright, and sometimes what is honest and true can be the most horrible thing imaginable.
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