Tragic reflections mark my disappointment
I am
Unstable
Lachrymal
indisposed in my mordent resentment
unforgiving
unrelenting
the everyday thoughts of my loss
vivid and long-enduring memories of the past
flood my being
anger fuels my soul
my becoming is unreal
found discreetly crying
stumbling toward the Hell of mental collapse
over the securities I lack but demand
dejected by God
undemining regret
my patterns of thinking become more decrepit
confused and homesick
overwhelming disbelief
driven to covet
all the little things that remind me
of this shattered dream from which I awoke
unable to concentrate on anything but the lies
watching my accomplishments become what I despise
my heart - every beat hurting
only to
mindlessly self-reflect
as if I'd find the reason
treading over the fragmented pieces of hope
scattered all around me
immobilized by the realization of intention
& the future I'd be suffering
I feel it
this life
ripped from my sanctum
sick in my sadness
and I won't forgive
but I learn
a little over-protective and obsessive
because I'm scared
but I'm here
my mind - my fist
rightfully the reason
you should consider the consequence
when you say
"What if..."
-!nversed Poignancy*Some random stark stuffs after a loong loong time of poetry, I guess :)*
