That birth of darkness which creeped into the underbelly of my control,
Was in itself a deemed God-like presence to the normal abnormality I had silenced.
A girth of pride in arrogant stature became the mean of my survival,
And all cataclysmic torments were bore underneath the wing of a bats indifference.
As the sonar felt within the hairs of my arm stood straight,
Gazing at the symphony of decadent deliverance from this evil production.
Yet the weary feelings of a shaking tree eliminated all legs to stand,
Seemingly broken was the will that fired eyes in the darkness of a twig all alone.
Seized by the violence, entranced by the temper, forged from such a farced feeling,
I alone walked a path that grew dimmer in the light of a dreams intent.
Hope was banished in the wake of all my actions inside the barrel of a steaming gun,
And glistening was the moonlight upon the lake where the night stood still.
That would have been the end if I had kept heed to a blind mans truth,
Known only by the haze of a thousand black tombs.
Yet now my eyes open to the first tears of sunlight,
Inching over the blades of a dew encrusted forest.
As I blink to make out what blurry sense of finalized color,
One of deep longing sleep can withstand.
And I breathe in a promise that even past demons cannot reach,
I decide to live.
Please tell me what you think
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Superb
Wow, talk about something that brings back bitter-sweet poignant memories. I once had a friend who committed suicide; came close to doing so myself, on more than one occasion. I think this is one of your very best writes indeed; because for me it had a ring of authenticity. All usual compliments included. -
Metaphorically amazing hun; the even flow of pain and emotions just keep this in lock and the final line ... it was having a bucket of ice cold water thrwon in my face as I felt pride within me for you swell.
Excellent write hun
♥
Stay safe
Loves ya
~Manda
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Mate you never stop amazing me, Knowing your struggles with those demons of your mate I can say writing this just shows you are pushing them aside looking forward. Mate I have been there done this so reading this spoke to me a lot as well, you are a fantastic writer my friend and with each write you take it to another level.
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the title reminded me of a Three Days Grace song, kind of a random though..but getting to the poem.
i thought it was pretty amazing. your style is very unique and orginal. plus, your choice of words is flawless. great job! keep it up (:
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