In Due Time

by JaM   May 28, 2008


I am tortured by the consistent reminders surrounding me,
smiles appear that I begin to frown upon so heavily,
hatred becomes the root of my thoughts,
an empty void of vengeance remains unsatisfied.

Simple sights are followed by a rushing rage,
disturbed thoughts are mustered within a mere second,
visions of bloody images engrave my mind,
the happiness from your suffering pleasures my heart.

Ignorance to my vicinity creates endless pain,
involuntarily kept unnoticed as a sacrifice,
a necessity to prevent conditions beyond unbearable,
rational explanations are undiscovered.

I perceived situations in an admirable manner,
subsequently assuring inaccurate assumptions,
confusion is heavily abed my mind,
straining severely to refrain from doubt.

Questionable words are spoken toward myself,
tones are misunderstood due to technology,
reminiscing is mandatory to capture the picture,
pondering occurs endlessly in solitude.

Creeping into reassurance for safety,
yet a glimpse of doubt remains dormant,
fear of the truth becomes increasingly strong,
the lack of voice is portrayed as sacrificial.

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