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Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by sorghin, Sep 6, 2007.

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  1. sorghin

    sorghin New Member

    A constant blistering winter in my soul
    with no thaw on its way...
    the grey melody of densely weighted sorrow
    sickly crescendos into disgusting sadness

    The beat of what's left of a heart
    counts down to the wanted end
    can't awake from a nightmare
    at the dawn of it, or the dusk of it
    this clarity of mind is simply a lie
    the controls seem out of my hands
    I veer off into an unending chasm
    the depths await to cease me for all time

    Always there where I'm supposed to be
    Hating and loving with no reciprocity
    Something strikes a dark chord in me
    I feel its fingering yet I cannot see

    Weakness (I harbor it like a close friend) defining
    fear (It fuels my days, making them worthless) controlling
    a million faces (I know them all and know them not) blending
    into one (The most hideous and beautiful) face, no face...

    My (Crooked and contorted, it can't be mine) face...

    I need a loving voice to call my name
    an embrace to soothe my phantom pain
    some sense to be made out of the swirling abyss
    of thoughts that is called my existence
     
  2. The_Discarded

    The_Discarded Staff Alumni

    Aw, I like. I can empathize. :hug:

    Not to mention the terrific word-choice and great set-up.

    And yay for subtle rhyming!

    :clap:
     
  3. Love it! :smile:
     
  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    I love it! :hug:
     
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