Lament
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Lava
A lament My stomach is filled With molten lava And always it threatens To spill over A tirade of fury Spews from my mouth Like sewage water From a poisoned fount It turns my insides Into congealed mush My skeleton warps As it is slowly crushed The pain I holdThat I cannot share Has blackened… Continue reading
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The Decay of Silence
A lament Moss grows On unused tongues And damp builds up In wordless lungs Silence heralds A cruel winter And suppressed emotions Will eventually splinter I held in my words To avoid the painBut that wretched painFound me all the same Continue reading
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The Man Who Lost His Words
A lament There was a man Who lost his wordsSnatched fiercely By a terrible curse A dark mist came On a summer’s day And left his mind mired In seas of grey Now out of his mouth Comes discordant sounds Like a disillusioned maestro Torturing a grand piano He could not explain What had gone… Continue reading
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Monotone
A lament Anhedonia isA dreadful curseOf all depression’s afflictionsIt is the worst It steals your passionsAnd buries them awayThings that made you laughSuddenly you hate The world peels awayIn strips of greyUntil all that is leftIs the blackness of pain Continue reading
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Lone Tree
A lament Cold are the starsAs the bitter winds whipA lone tree on a moorBy darkness, stripped Ravaged by a stormCracked by its shakingIts twisted roots snapIts iron will breaking Cast out from the forestThe tree has been exposedIts branches creak and crackAs the wind ever blows And so when it fallsIt will make no soundAs its hollow… Continue reading
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Museum of Loss
A lament Shadowy corridors In my heart Where one ends Another one starts I have hidden pain Behind every corner Amassed tears of sorrowAs pools of water I allowed the lights To burn themselves out Allowed ash and dust To gradually mount I sealed the doors Despite the costAnd accepted my heart As a museum… Continue reading
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Fury of the Moon
A lament Imperfection stirs The fury of night The moon glares down Glinting with spite During the day Steps strayed Now to the night A debt must be paid They will hear the grinding Of the moon’s teeth And the incessant howling Of wolves in grief Tossing and turning As the minutes tick away Longing… Continue reading
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Twisted Trees
A lament The trees used to speakUsed to remember They used to flower In all types of weather Now they are bare Their branches twisted They barely speak And when they do, it’s fiction Once tall and gracious Now gnarled and cruel They hold cracked husks Where they once held jewels The trees used to… Continue reading
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Authenticity
We wear the mask Until we forget who we are We take the real us And hide it in a jar We follow their script Until we forget our voice We follow their directions Until they become our choice We play their game so long Jumping through every hoop That we forget it’s a game… Continue reading
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Pains and Passions
A lament Like the tide Is drawn back out to sea So my passion for writingTugs at me Like a wolf Howling at the moon So my passions threaten Me to consume My desires yearn within They pierce my insides With bitter sorrow They scream and cry But my body crumbles At the first step,… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 