Fast approaching,
A floating state.
Cast to coaching,
My gloating hate.
It teases me,
Sometimes pleases me.
Always siezing me,
And lashes out at the world.
This angry fist is curled,
Inside of my brain.
Like a tumor I try to hurl,
It always stays the same.
My anger's in danger,
Of alienating me.
Like an ever chasing ranger,
Always berating me.
Closing my mind,
Dozing in kind,
It awakens to grind,
My will's loving shine.
Hatred lives,
Inside me so great.
It takes and never gives,
Never running late.
How do I stop it,
Always losing control.
Try to lift but I drop it,
It's an ever burning coal.
Lascerating myself,
I am hating myself.
Always berating myself,
Appreciating no help.
Nobody can help me,
If I can't help myself.
My resistance is melting,
I try to put it on the shelf.
But it lashes out,
Screaming and biting.
A golden crash devout,
No longer hiding.
Taking over,
Breaking me.
A shaking rover,
Taking me,
To a place that I hate,
Is this my only fate?
Can I climb over this gate,
And leave behind that broken state?
Only time will tell,
I can't fight it right now.
I'll burn in this angry hell,
The only way I know how.
Alone.
All alone...
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"Heartbroken and Lonely"
PoetryA collection of poems about heartbreak, and the loneliness it can bring. Love never fails, but sometimes we must trudge through the deepest dark of loneliness to come out the other side and find the love we so desperately need...
