Pain Of Whims Read Count : 150

Category : Poems

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When the heart breaks, a way is cleared.
A barren plain no life teeming near.
Weighted on the mind of which it long endures.
What memories taken of the criticism in pain.
Faceless enemies they proclaim me to be tame.
Slanderous lies brought on by misguiding my thoughts.
Misrepresenting my ideas of which they do not stand alone.
Pain brought on by bellows of harsh cold.
Reality is a cruel beast which we must bear.
Tearing my heart asunder, of those demons laid bare.
Time passed by those akin.
Nobody there to guide me away from the aggressive whims.
Shallow my heart in realization of my blotted art. 
Long have I waited to reconfigure my way to restart.
Blood still boiled of my own transgressions near.
Yet they claim my voice unimportant in their ears.
Those do not know that pain that brings me to tear.
Though weighted by the heartfelt pain I endure, I must begin anew like it is the new year.

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  • Aug 08, 2020

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