â€¦Parabolic Introflection

By SolApathy

Memories of thoughts never known
I ponder the elements of a life unknown
Borne of a dream, never truly alive
Destiny of a hope in which you lie idly by
Unable to truly fathom this could ever be real
Something I wish you could, again feel
Twisting nothingness into illusion
You find only confusion
I disintegrate into the void of the unreal
Burning as I beg you to let me heal
Screaming in whispers-- the darkness of your world, alone
Dreams to dust as the pills do entrust
Solitude of thoughts as the drugs take hold
Removing you from the dire reality of dreams unreal
Delving into the coma of a life you never have to
…Feel

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Published on Saturday, September 23, 2017. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...In the noise of the universe known, I swallowed all the pills if only to be...Alone

Comments on "â€¦Parabolic Introflection "

A former member wrote: It's really a fucked off thing when people don't realize the trauma that they inflict on others, and it's so much worse when they know that they're hurting someone and just do it and not care. That's when karma can be a real bitch, and it seems like there's no punishment enough. This made me think of my step-mother, and it brought back a lot of memories. What a lovely come back for you, dearest. Rebs:).
On Monday, September 25, 2017, worm (1149) wrote:

the depth of sadness is unmistakable... but I also see a reaching for more... as always you leave me wanting more... Well Penned! ~worm~
On Sunday, September 24, 2017, Mute Serenade (389) wrote:

This resonates with such a sadness... If the Penner is the Penned then let me assure you, you could never disintegrate into the unreal. Ever, ever. Expertly written, as ever and always, friend ðŸ˜Š
On Sunday, September 24, 2017, SolApathy (650) wrote:

Thanks :)