Poetry: Restless Repose
I am broken
my bones
will not endure
this sum of
memories
feelings
thoughts
under the
loveless sun
they are crushed.
Peer long
into this grave
this pit of
despair
this black permanence
no heart is
left there
snuffed out
by potentialities
by unrealities
all great illusions
die this way.
Deep is my
slumber
cold in my
chest it
suffocates me
entombs me
a gathered gloom
is frozen recompense
for all my
imaginations
hopes and delusions
now
put to sleep
I lie in
restless repose
rotting
no lover’s kiss
for me
nay
my woeful screams
are unheeded
unneeded
by anyone that
could matter
did matter
I’m forgotten
in this permanent
filth of despair.
Quite heart wrenching !
I’ve recovered thank you!
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That is so moving!
Honest and raw I won’t blow smoke up your ass it’s hard it’s brutal you wonder if it’s worth it at times I haven’t found the answer to that yet but somehow I still get up every morning and I still wonder why Although I’m not a religious person I still think there’s a reason things happen I’m here along with many other good people.
Thank you for reading I hope you are well.
I am will be in the dark with a light if you need it. I walk the dark quite often