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...Desires of the Devoured
By SolApathy
I am the wicked balance of your life
Call me strife, pain, callous rain
I am the bane
Brokered into existence, I am resistance
Troubled and trying
I am the roadblocks you are finding
I smile in secret desire
Your pain is my fire
Ire and defeat
Feed my soul—I reap
I am the thoughts that torture your sleep
Deep in your core
-Questioning your values until they are no more
Twisting the illusion of my fire
I whisper into you, my own desires
You will stoke my fire
Together we will become one
I devour your humanity and you didn’t even see
You are no longer, and never will
…Be
Call me strife, pain, callous rain
I am the bane
Brokered into existence, I am resistance
Troubled and trying
I am the roadblocks you are finding
I smile in secret desire
Your pain is my fire
Ire and defeat
Feed my soul—I reap
I am the thoughts that torture your sleep
Deep in your core
-Questioning your values until they are no more
Twisting the illusion of my fire
I whisper into you, my own desires
You will stoke my fire
Together we will become one
I devour your humanity and you didn’t even see
You are no longer, and never will
…Be
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Saturday, July 1, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...Broken by our own thoughts...Comments on "...Desires of the Devoured "
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On Wednesday, November 15, 2017, Just Dave
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wrote:
Many of us are our own worst enemy and it starts with the things we tell ourselves. Nice write. JD
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A former member wrote:
Thoughts can drive one to unexplainable ends sometimes. You weave such beautiful poems with your words, I can almost imagine your tongue caressing the words. Good job, dear heart. Rebs:).
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On Monday, May 22, 2017, Drea
(1443) wrote:
Those last few lines just made this echo.
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