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...Abyss of all the Feelings--Missed
By SolApathy
Paradigm of a caustic mind
Burned from all the memories scattered behind
Inferno of endless thought
The pain I have wrought
Instinctive dash for the blade
Just to escape all that couldn’t be saved
Repentance for the wounds I’ve welled
Blood spilled in dreams carelessly held
My muse—Abused by my chilling dreams
upon this paper I lay out endless screams
Fought my creative blade of insanity
I so willingly stayed
Mourning my muse, contaminated by the words I laid
I buried her yesterday aside my long-lost friend—Hope
I hung her long ago with a mental-illness rope
Alone now upon the precipice of the cliff I alone carved
Speaking to truth as all the goodness in me --starved
I feel nothing even as the abyss tries to call to my fear
I know now there is nothing left here
One tear seals the grave of Fear’s abyss –My farewell kiss
You know nothing of all the moments I fought
I turn around on this precipice and slither inside
closing the door, I smile
no one sees
Everything left died inside—The only evidence seen
A lonesome tear evaporating in this winter scene
This is all that I feel, within
This is the battle I could never...Win
Burned from all the memories scattered behind
Inferno of endless thought
The pain I have wrought
Instinctive dash for the blade
Just to escape all that couldn’t be saved
Repentance for the wounds I’ve welled
Blood spilled in dreams carelessly held
My muse—Abused by my chilling dreams
upon this paper I lay out endless screams
Fought my creative blade of insanity
I so willingly stayed
Mourning my muse, contaminated by the words I laid
I buried her yesterday aside my long-lost friend—Hope
I hung her long ago with a mental-illness rope
Alone now upon the precipice of the cliff I alone carved
Speaking to truth as all the goodness in me --starved
I feel nothing even as the abyss tries to call to my fear
I know now there is nothing left here
One tear seals the grave of Fear’s abyss –My farewell kiss
You know nothing of all the moments I fought
I turn around on this precipice and slither inside
closing the door, I smile
no one sees
Everything left died inside—The only evidence seen
A lonesome tear evaporating in this winter scene
This is all that I feel, within
This is the battle I could never...Win
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Friday, December 21, 2018.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
..Even as the wind burns my frostbit skin--I barely have the will to go back...InComments on "...Abyss of all the Feelings--Missed"
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On Friday, December 21, 2018, thecitymorgue
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wrote:
Good poem. Very dark. I liked it.
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