A/N: This is a villanelle, I promise, but with the formatting of Wattpad, it doesn't look like it. A villanelle is a structured, 19 line poem. It has a certain rhyme scheme, which you will discover. The first and third lines repeat. Enjoy.
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The complacency of silence lives obsolete.
Violence subsists in silence; a symbiotic relationship.
The promised euphoria remains a fallacy; my God is a cheat.
Among the lamentation of this world, silence may seem sweet.
Elevation aspiration, admiration; they strip.
The complacency of silence lives obsolete.
Immersed in the loathsome machine revolving in my abode and in the street,
contemplating the authenticity of this promised land; the forgotten trip.
The promised euphoria remains a fallacy; my God is a cheat.
Incubi veil themselves within my cerebrum, eclipsing, discreet.
Noise fades and evanesces, fear ascends; souls rip.
The complacency of silence lives obsolete.
Humans; the planned obsolescence of God's design, a lifetime incomplete.
The encephalon swindles existence, pleading extinction, abandoning script.
The promised euphoria remains a fallacy; my God is a cheat.
Within its benevolence, silence materializes Death, whom I meet.
The reaper whisks me away, ensnared in his grip.
The complacency of silence lives obsolete.
The promised euphoria remains a fallacy; my God is a cheat.
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Poems of a Suicidal Memory
PoetryI took all of my poems and compiled them into one big thing. Comments and constructive criticism are/is much appreciated. I will add to this as I write more, therefore there will be no set time for when I will update. Just read, enjoy, and support m...