[Old and Unreadable] Max's Thought-Provoking Poetry

Shiveringly Plain

A shiver down your spine
A lost vow, wild and unkempt
A moonlit valley with a trickling stream
Of a deep, swirling, midnight blue
Silvery moonlit orchids dot the fields
Their roots shallow in earth but deep in soul
For in the blackest night the stars shine
And the valley is the most beautiful place on earth

The most beautiful place on earth
An illusion you created to escape
Your misery and pain
Your moonlit valley makes you forget
The way you sit
Sitting in a rocking chair, all alone
Shivering
Escaping

What use is escaping when the sun returns
Shattering your valley
Baring down on you once more
The ultimatum of years of suffering
Burning you with white hot tendrils
It is controlling
You hate it
And you hate the mercy it gives you

If the sun always returns
What point is there hiding in the valley?
Is stopping your pain with the orchids
Forgetting your misery by the stream
An appropriate way of living?
Living of the feeble hope
The feeble need
For the phase to one day end

The hope that the stars of happiness
Will be worth enduring the beauty of despair
That your self-concocted constellations
Will be enough to see you to the end
But is distraction from the pain and misery
And end to it?
Or will it just keep dragging
...dragging on...

What is the core of your predicament?
What is pain?
A grueling and excruciating feeling
A hot knife in your heart
What is misery?
A distressful and toxic feeling
A shadowy fog throughout you
Pain and Misery

You hide in your valley to escape them
The things that make you shiver
Hope your stars will protect you
Protect the mess you are
Do you need to go to the source of it?
What causes what?
How this sun
Bares down on you so?

Does pain provoke misery?
Does misery provoke pain?
The truth is you
Shiveringly plain...