Give in? Or try?

by Feels Like Ecstacy   May 28, 2008


Illusion. Pain. Distraught.
I have a dire need to be true.
All caught up in consequence
Wondering what I should do.

Anger. Distress. Morose.
Surely you can see what this is:
Left to feel diseased,
Alone, depressed and teased.

Pulling away from a reality,
A reality not tangible in the least.
Constantly yearning for honesty
And feeling around for that 'piece'.

Hate me. Retain me. Erase me.
I don't want to give in to myself.
Hopeless? Let me try:
No longer here to remain hidden on a shelf.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Aureus Argentum

    Marvelous! I got lost in it, I'm not sure why. But this piece was a beautiful one, and... albeit depressing, but it's very expressive. And I love expressive poetry. :) ;) Also, yours is a gift. 5/5