Nothing So Real

Wading through such a torturous hell
Enlightenment, it’s all of which I now seek

With an anguish so annihilating
Imploringly I crave, an inconceivable release

Mr. Devil, are you here?
Oh- the questions to you I must levy

Must this angst overwhelm thou?
For this heart of mine, a damned heart so heavy

A burden for a hundred men, not one
Without reason to ask this mere mortal

Have I done something of which this I deserve?
Only thoughts these were, the actions I fell short on


A reverie of the rational, it’s all that I ask


Ah- but looking back, thou insight was muddled
Was this thee that compromised thou, I hadn’t a clue

My visions weren’t dreams, no nothing implied
Deviated I may be, but this, this cannot be true

Mr. Devil, where are you?
Here now, I needed someone to share the blame

I was too caught up in my innocent dreams
Realizing now, to thee it was just a game

Damn it! Those ruminating thoughts all this time
They weren’t thoughts at all, but something more strong

My worriment of terror, the premonitions in this head
Controllable, they weren’t, they were sincere all along

Patrick

A mentally beaten introvert, just wanting to create art and share it with the world.

https://poesoulstudio.com
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