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I Am, charade
By Malcholm Dark
I
am rock-hard reverence
Yet, the ice has cracked.
I am steak-driven defiance
Yet, the wall is paper thin.
I am stead-fast reliance
Yet, there are cuts in the wire.
I am steel-fisted virtue
Yet, the foundation has crumbled.
I am indomitable
Yet, the sin was absolute.
I found buried treasure
The sweet became tainted.
I let you inside of me
Now I am plagued.
Forever in misery
Dying each day.
Unhinged and suicidal
Razor lived fetishes.
My sins as a man
Laid bare to the bone.
Brought before the man
Chained and delivered.
Silenced by his presence
He speaks into the microphone.
"Death by massive blood loss
due to self-inflicted wounds."
The gavel bangs down
The coffin nailed shut.
I was charade, imitation of man
Forgive me!
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Copyright 2010 Malcholm Dark
Published on Sunday, February 14, 2010.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
drug abuse to suicide, a never ending taleComments on "I Am, charade"
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A former member wrote:
i loved this
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A former member wrote:
Masterful as always.
I missed your writing while i was gone lol
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A former member wrote:
Forceful and disturbing and certainly a poem worth more than one read! Bravo!
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On Sunday, February 14, 2010, lupus tenebrae
(872)
wrote:
Incredible work, the range of emotions is amazing. Perfect representation of a downfall ended by self-mutilation, masterful write.
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A former member wrote:
Great poem, it felt like a demise of something godly inside, and then you're just a man, or even less just dust in the coffin.
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A former member wrote:
You are multi-faceted. A myriad of character and emotion. Lovely write. =)
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A former member wrote:
powerful self-annihalation imagery.
great wryt...>>>>>>>
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