...Burdens of Being

By SolApathy

Burdens of being
                             A life without meaning
Tragedy of a life never evolved

                                                        Our curse, never being absolved
                          Blame is in the veins
                                              Cuts, verticle--Maim 

Organic Desires of a blade, dire

          Deep are the wounds of the soul-- a blade can never touch

   Deepening lines, never quite enough

         I beckon for one more cut to cleanse a body never meant to mend
                                                                         
                                        Into the quiet dark

I
                     wish
to
                             descend 
        

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Copyright 2021 SolApathy
Published on Wednesday, October 20, 2021.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Long sleeve shirts and hoodies galore, in the summer months wearing these clothes I was ignored...
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  • bobbery On Friday, October 22, 2021, bobbery (124)By person wrote:

    Well written, and well understood the flesh heals easier than the soul.

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