Chi Of Misery...
By Priestess
Chi Of Misery… !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Depression is a figment of my Realization… Swallowing peaceful thoughts into the belly of wanton sorrow… My Surreality it seems… Covets me in dreams… I rant & rave for a man so brave not to tear the limbs from my cage… He drinks Madness from a bottle… Liquid insanity drowns him in despair… He… Empowered by Rage… Was set free by beating me… A cycle has been made & I need to change it… I am dying… Every time he struck my flesh I cried… I tried to strike back but couldn’t for Little One would see… I stare at his Gentle Gemini while tears roll from his eyes… Screaming at him to stop while his fist caresses my cheek… I feel so weak… He slams his head on my lips with conviction… Shock shadows my reactions… No apology for me just a twine of craze I need to unravel… In My hell… I love my hate… I hate my love… He was not ready for paradise with me… Wallowing worrier has sealed our fate… Even after the scars are gone; it will be too late… S.S.Snapp 1/8/02I hope you enjoyed the ramblings of my mind... Written January 8th, 2002 © on Jan 08 2002 05:06 AM PST 0 • 1
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