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- - - IN THROES OF AGONY AND BETRAYAL - - -
So many years with a knife in my back
Tell me what, exactly, set me on this path
Was it self-disdain
And self-destruction?
I try to scream but only laugh
The price to pay
It is just too steep
When the shadows creep
Into deep shades of grey
I am my own personal Judas now
A deceiver renowned to set loose the hounds
What is there to gain
With self-corruption?
Bury me deep six feet down
In the mirror, I see
A bastard, callous and cruel
Hang me up and pound deep the rusted nails
Broken mirrors, I see
A suffering, sad and true
In throes of agony and betrayal
I cast family pictures into the flames
Every time when I'm ready to place the blame
Faces in the smoke
Of self-damnation
Forged in crucibles of shame
I wish I could
Give in to defeat
It must be my creed
To linger in the woods
Who will visit me at my graveyard plot
Just to learn the truth but to never know what
Dwells within this heart
Of no salvation
When I throw in my lot
In the mirror, I see
A bastard, callous and cruel
Hang me up and pound deep the rusted nails
Broken mirrors, I see
A suffering, sad and true
In throes of agony and betrayal
I born of tragedy
Force fed misery
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 14th Aug 2015
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14th Aug 2015 11:00am
Ahhh, HadesRising, luv ~ :-*
This poem is compelling causing me to remain and read it again and again. Tis so full of torment, yet redolent of indomitable will.
Though unendurable agony prevails, vestiges and more of adamantine perseverance remain.
Tis this that rivets me, causes my eyes to return again and again to the words upon this page, luv. :-*
You have such incredible skill, luv...
This poem is compelling causing me to remain and read it again and again. Tis so full of torment, yet redolent of indomitable will.
Though unendurable agony prevails, vestiges and more of adamantine perseverance remain.
Tis this that rivets me, causes my eyes to return again and again to the words upon this page, luv. :-*
You have such incredible skill, luv...
14th Aug 2015 4:20pm
