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Pouring Heart and Soul
Pouring heart and soul together,
Works towards a saddened fetter.
For now the lowness comes again
As ripened pouring from the rim.
The rim of life.
The rim of chance.
For I am losing hope in stance.
For my fealty can never be undone.
The depression seeks to wiggle won.
To what end do I drive?
When I know it is a poisoned plight.
For this cycle must profess
That I grow weary, and now must rest.
Works towards a saddened fetter.
For now the lowness comes again
As ripened pouring from the rim.
The rim of life.
The rim of chance.
For I am losing hope in stance.
For my fealty can never be undone.
The depression seeks to wiggle won.
To what end do I drive?
When I know it is a poisoned plight.
For this cycle must profess
That I grow weary, and now must rest.
Published 19th Oct 2012
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19th Oct 2012 1:32pm
For I am losing hope in stance.
For my fealty can never be undone.
The depression seeks to wiggle won
I like the personification of depression as a player with a purpose.
For my fealty can never be undone.
The depression seeks to wiggle won
I like the personification of depression as a player with a purpose.
19th Oct 2012 3:11pm
I like how you have used the rhetorical question. I love how your words have personality, contributing to the dark feel :)
19th Oct 2012 3:13pm
Three reads on this already and each gives a different view. #1 saw commitment to a bad relationship; #2 glimpsed an internal struggle; #3 yes, the cycle of depression personified. Love the wording. Good write!
3rd Dec 2015 7:27pm
No need for punctuation with a shortened format. Will allow for power in the intended use... Keep Grindin CAOS737
