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Solemn Chaos

Contributed by Last_of_a_Dying_Breed on Thursday, 10th May 2012 @ 09:20:09 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Love is a curse for me to bare.
It spreads weakness throughout my soul.
If you could only see through my stare,
would you ease the pain of my heart you stole

I feel the emptiness expand within me
Consuming the bright light I once held
Such a love holds such as a substancial fee
Now I must play the broken hand i've been dealt

These days I wish for an indifference to come
May it take away such intense feeling
A battle of demons that can never be won
I pray for the strength to induce my healing

Pain is addicting when you have nothing else
An emotion to cling to when all is hollow
Like a lonely doll collecting dust on a shelf
So much confusion with no reason to follow

The worst of the knowing is mine
A reality that this discomfort is my fault
I held false hope for a love so devine
How can I seal my heart back in it's vault

Never again will I allow these to trespass
A heart can only be broken into so many peices
The infractions on my being are countless
I will find my way once the chaos ceases

I feel as if I am prone to being masochistic
A pattern my past has surely shown
I struggle to be practical and realistic
Swimming, drowning in the emotions I am prone

I hate so much the love I have for you
Even with all of the things considered
The lines I had drawn are all askew
And I fight with how not to be bitter

The one thing that gives me hope and courage
is knowing the arsenal I am building
Saving my energy to rise up and flourish
A power no one will see me yielding

Copyright © Last_of_a_Dying_Breed ... [ 2012-05-10 09:20:09]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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