Completely miserable
chocking distress
a thousand heartaches
bourn of a sleepless dream
haunting my obsessed mind
Empty emotions
brilliantly displayed on a platter of a platernal façade
only broken promises
whispering in my psychosis
Absolute betrayal
of the sixth sense
the sagacity that belies within human law;
the internal desire
competing to the demise
with the external standard
To deny the fundamental necessities
would be to trade your soul to Beelzebub
and then stand forth and refute it
An original poem written about "My Muse"
Awee! I feel the same way.
ReplyDeleteGreat start!!!