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I deserve to suffer
For a while I danced as if I were free and then I saw that there was only me
I couldn’t breathe or move at all as desolation crushed and darkness pulled
No better am I than any other, if anything worse than any lover
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer?
Sometimes a space is too big to fill, regardless of effort, endeavour or will
I try to draw light into the canyon but still it is empty, lonely and barren
Where does the light go, if anything to others I know?
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer?
If this is a test, I admonish now that I am doomed to falter, doomed to fail
I know of no reprieve for my malevolent actions, I should be whole but I am fractions
And I was to serve at least I believe, but can I ever leave?
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer?
Sometimes the one tasked with a role is poorly cast and pitiful
Perhaps knowledge, insight, wisdom or life would have been a better wife
Is there light within, I only see flaws and in place of openings I see closed doors
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer just like my mother.
I couldn’t breathe or move at all as desolation crushed and darkness pulled
No better am I than any other, if anything worse than any lover
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer?
Sometimes a space is too big to fill, regardless of effort, endeavour or will
I try to draw light into the canyon but still it is empty, lonely and barren
Where does the light go, if anything to others I know?
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer?
If this is a test, I admonish now that I am doomed to falter, doomed to fail
I know of no reprieve for my malevolent actions, I should be whole but I am fractions
And I was to serve at least I believe, but can I ever leave?
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer?
Sometimes the one tasked with a role is poorly cast and pitiful
Perhaps knowledge, insight, wisdom or life would have been a better wife
Is there light within, I only see flaws and in place of openings I see closed doors
So perhaps this is justice and I deserve to suffer. I deserve to suffer just like my mother.
Published 2nd Mar 2012
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8th Mar 2012 3:11am
This is AMAZING!!!!! I think I reread it about 6 times. It flows so beautifully. It's just a beautiful perfect work of art.
8th Mar 2012 3:29am
This is really great. I love the repetition. Not a lot of people can use repetition but I think this was a bit subtle and really added to the whole.
The way you state your supposed to suffer and then question it is really nice too.
Just overall this is fantastic.
The way you state your supposed to suffer and then question it is really nice too.
Just overall this is fantastic.
Anonymous
14th Nov 2012 11:11am
This poem is just so beautiful, the great realm of sadness, to lie in a dark pitch and watch the dark forming....great piece!
