My faith and beliefs
Near opposite to their own
I lack clarity
But I yearn for the brisk comfort that exists deep within the collective chaos of madness
So I entice my mind with rum
Hoping to loosen the grip of rationality
That resides ever so seamlessly
Besides the very thoughts that seek to disprove my faith
Oh bacchus
Set me free from my shackles
That i have worn proudly
And I have let adorn my words
Failing to ever catch a glimpse of the
So called freedom we ached for
The cost might be too great.
It would cost nothing but my sanity
Something so easily cast aside
Yet so often spoken of
Where are they now
Where are they
Where do you hide
With such certainty
Ever so playfully guiding my sweet descent
In shameless passion and in near beautiful animalistic violence
That lives in carefree solace behind our eyes
Within our mind.
Thanks for reading
Stay safe
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Mephisto's Anthology
Poetrya collection of old poems written by a younger version of myself I stumbled upon these recently and felt like Putting them out there. And I've been adding more to the collection whenever inspiration strikes They aren't properly punctuated Or writte...
