Paroxysm...

By SolApathy

 Paroxysm…

 

In the dark fields I rise

Paroxysm of hate

Cannot wait

Explosions in my mind

Detonating

Last strands of sanity

Incinerated in the blaze of hatred I feel

This isn’t real

Out of control

Trying not to let go

My last sane thought

No don’t maybe

SET ME FREE

No inhibition

Guilt will no longer trap me

All the things you whispered

They ran through my head

I felt the smile as you crushed me

You knew it would end me

Didn’t anticipate my rebirth

No worth-no cares

…No pain

Just the spark burning my mind

I feel free

Now you will endure

..what you have done for me

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Saturday, July 1, 2017.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • SolApathy On Friday, May 11, 2012, SolApathy (667)By person wrote:

    thanks....Yeah such a powerful word that I have quite honestly never heard anyone ever use.

  • dwells On Thursday, May 10, 2012, dwells (4284)By person wrote:

    Turnabout is indeed fair play, and paroxysm is a totally underused and under-appreciated word, well done, cheers!


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