Insanity Dressed in Wolf's Flesh (20130306)

By anarchosis

Here I stand; on a darkened dirty road,
not a single soul in sight...
Just a cool breeze touching my skin; a slight misting,
to compliment the sullen evening...

Lost in a myriad of thoughts,
the mind crawls through it's desires,
the poisons that plague the body,
but feel exquisite to the touch...

Forbidden knowledge; seeds of tranquility and anarchy...
bred together ad bonded to the soul...

Carnal instincs, shreds innocence and leaves regret,
slave to the lust,
cursed to wander forever empty...

Eternity to burn,
so must seize this day; as it just may be the very last...

Every moment; falling ever so farther,
what joy that remains,
taste like ash...

WIth a smile stained gray.
a body numb to the pleasure,
a soul on a loan,
a heart full of pain...

One more day; just seems like the rest. 

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Copyright 2013 anarchosis
Published on Friday, August 2, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: aww bless, heartwarming, and heartbreaking, sad little poem, but nicely sad

  • anarchosis On Sunday, August 4, 2013, anarchosis (15)By person wrote:

    thank you for the kind words... very appreciated.

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