My Torment

by Tripp   Apr 28, 2009


*NOTE* if you see an apostrophe (') where there appears that there shouldn't be one, it was done for the sake of emphasis and auditory stress on that particular word.

Oh disdainful note of desirous discord
my ears you've smote once more!
Oh painful song, you pitiless lord
grant me peace...deafen me...
unshackle my core

Free me from my greatest enemy
I implore you!
separate myself from me
show me what's true!

Falsified truths; they are my cosmetic reality
all I have left to lose; the faintest part of me
I'm contradictory, I'm substantial yet pedantic
trapped on a fatal trajectory; an irrational erratic
empty yet full and broken yet whole
magnetized to match, a chaotic dipole

yet for all that I am, I will refuse to be
an enflesh'ed slave-robot, to this society
your monochromal existence, single color simplicity
can not compare to this, my kaleidoscopic mystery

and so I've been cursed with uncertainty
it's a fate worse than death
for at least doubt has a boundary
drawn at your last breath

Like crows to the funeral
I always return
there's been no real burial
yet there's been dirt upturned

Oh painful surge of mine desires!
from pleasure-scourge, to starving fires
twisted and contorted...forever burned
blistered and scorch'ed...

...I'll never learn

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