Despair’s Discourse

I live in ecstasy 

These slumbers of selfish 

These twisted scenes of melancholy

They stir an ire of passionate wish

 

I withhold my righteous self conceit 

Leave me be you wretched thief

I am not blind though my mirror shows deceit

I do not own mine disbelief 

 

My life diverges where your words converge 

A heavy rage bears down my composure 

I lust for your words, I’ll submerge 

Let this time not pass me by, I refuse this untimely closure 

 

You rape the thoughts I held repressed 

A hope now gone, no recompense

Don’t mock my passion, it’s in distress

A lack of hope, left horny trance 

 

All is gone from this beauty excuse 

But a shell of a hermit who yearns for ones touch 

A hypocrite, I am bemused

How did our bond amount to none much 

 

We’re one in the same, my mirror’s crooked face

Despised leave me be

Ashamed a disgrace 

If not gone I will go, look away and I’ll flee

 

Mine is the trash left from this turmoil 

Accept what is done, it’s not me though it was

I now then recede, regret and recoil 

They ask for the reason, you just say because 

 

There is no light deep in this abyss 

This porn of the mind results in just pain 

I seal my fate and my words with a kiss 

I’ll look at it plain, no lies, just this same disdain to remain 

 

From this broken cup I’ll drink my drink

I bleed my red blood is it water, is it wine?

Can I save myself while with you my soul sinks? 

Gone is the pain, gone is the rain one look in your eyes, yes really…

I’m fine. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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