My Gluttony is Punishment
Contributed by
The_Lugubrious_Optimist
on
Monday, 9th January 2012 @ 09:17:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Envious eyes only open upon recognisable reflection,
Perceiving images with truth, cutting a sharp perception,
Recipient of information that burns a new direction,
Idiosyncrasies aplenty as I enter a new dimension,
My mistakes, forgetting fights against retention,
Taking their ideas and claiming my own invention,
Like my shadow in the night, I hide from paradise,
With the sting in my tail I aim to paralyse,
Restricting mass opinion, I seek only my own advice,
Discarding love for self interest I live only for my life,
My gluttony is punishment, my self loathing absolute ,
Shower myself in piteous glory cos’ there is nothing else to do
God on high, it’s not worth my effort anyway.
Distance myself from action, dreaming of spotlight in parade,
Against all of existence my atonement is renegade,
The muscle in my chest, slow knocks, for things it shall evade,
Scourge of my own, living free is easy as long as its pre-paid,
Stick a needle in my interest, pull the pin from my grenade,
Rising sun readies me for my raging radiant raid,
Like a thief in the dark, I take without thought of consequence,
With acidic linguistics I aim to cause offence,
Standing on my podium of lies, I will not forgive my pretence,
Internal pain breeds eternal, with the guise of petulance,
My hunger is overwhelming burden, A fact I will not retract,
Golden is the moment when all is turned to black,
God on high, you didn’t really care anyway.
Lord... what have I become?
I know you will not answer me from my life you have gone,
Silent prayers, my questions remain devout, your empty answer remain gargantuan
A pedestal I’m put upon, kicked from underneath and left to be hung,
Whispers from the outside grow ever more harmonic,
Subtlety is my illness, brashness is the tonic,
The morning star so heavenly, my burning jealousy feels demonic,
Plague me, don’t save me, I enjoy all tastes bubonic,
Sadness my own happiness, outlandish my melancholic,
Silence a craving in an existence so stereophonic,
God on high, you made me this way, envious eyes look on.
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