It reaps my candor and sows distrust.
The venomous depression fervently corrodes,
As the body from inside turns to dust.
I repress the essence of wallowing,
My somatic treatment is a transparent pill.
With the consuming sadness subdued,
The fiery one decides to aim for the kill.
The body sources the burning one,
The lunatic impulses only serve to shred.
Versus depression it extinguishes quick,
But I know the trap of being mislead.
I inflict pressure to the rampaging,
Storing it in the unholy confines of my core.
The treatment only concentrates the poison,
Its festering can be held no more.
The furious concoction of maddening motive,
Cracks open a crevice in my detainment cell.
The ether of flourishing hastens its fuming,
As the soul tries to end the ensuing hell.
The delirium of emotion encases the soul,
Agony is unleashed by the poison unbound.
With anxiety and dread I seek relief,
But to my dismay there is none to be found.
Spikes of pain shear through my sorrow,
Quietly crying I collapse to a crawl.
Darkness cascades over my dieing consciousness,
As hope fails and fury flees, I fall.
An unruly angel blesses my anguish,
Lifting onto me one last ounce of life.
The holy heave assists my quickened heart,
And I begin to again feel strife.
With the will revived and eagerly awaiting,
I bathe in osmotic and beautiful light.
The frost withdraws its nihilistic needles,
And I am free of the virulence...
All finally seems right.
Author notes
This poem is finally something the ends on a happy note, and is the the essence of my experiences in my life. I in particular tried to emphasize how lethally poisonous it is to keep ones feeling always contained.
I didn't focus on it much, but I also wanted to include how when things are repressed, it is like the emotional state of being cold, thus the opening and closing lines.
After some revision to lines I didn't like, I've decided to link this with my upcoming work, "The Unruly Angel." For right now, there are only idea on some of ideas I'm trying to incorporate into this double set of linked poetry.
Thank you for reading, as always, and stay tuned!
First impressions?
Comments
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... exhuberant
Your words were devilishly satisfying. I devoured every line, twice! The imagery here is so deep, It seems to drag you down into cold waters, almost to drench the reader in the deepest sorrow, ones heart ever did bear, and at the end, the anticipation builds through feelings of pent up emotions, ready to crack through the surface, and the last stanza is like rising to the surface, out from the cold depths of repressed feelings, and breathing in a new light.
Great poem, truly a masterpiece. I hope to read more of your poems in the future.
Thanks
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Isn't it great to finally reach solid ground? Life's rollercoaster is dynamic and relentless at times. Your struggle is felt in your words well expressed! Peace.
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ahhh your choice in words throughout the entire piece is spectacular, your rich vocabulary is definitely a gift. i've experienced this pretty much throughout my entire life, and i don't see anything about it changing in the future, unfortunately. keep up the great work, i'm hoping to see more featured poetry by you in the near future!
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Very good write
You have, at your young age, reached some conclusions here, that many older people have yet to realize. Insightful and thought provoking, keep up the good work.
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Superb Plus
Ah, 'tis a very fine write, indeed. Imagery; rhythm and rhyme are just fine. Thanks for sharing this one with us. It also reminds me of the series on Depression which I wrote, Just check my lists, on my Profile Page, if you would like to read some of them.



