Hemlock and barbiturate
is just like what this universe has made
love and longing
foolish desires and love's charade
towards... then
like saving my food from monkeys
and they are a hundred, hungry and in rage
and starvation arrives, in a bloody serenade
but... you
Walk in on me, in abject desperation
intoxicated on the want and need for your reaching
and then I find my own shadows to hide in
thinking of killing myself, before your leaving will
for... I
am in absolution, in dread, and avoiding delusion
as my heart winks at me, to rile
these years of life, have run its course
I cower, sleep, hope to never wake from my sleep
but.. no
I will never accept peace, and you are the chaos
I was so, I have seen the universe too
The mediocrity of life is my shame now
here I am, writing poetry on that somehow
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