Drown The Mirage

Je Suis Triste

A deep sadness is embedded deep into my bones,

a Faux smile to mask it all, 

Despite my battling throes,

i feel weighted;

Stuck.

oh

how i wish to;

trade with the devil to lift a single pound of this-

stagnating weight-

constantly shellacking against my rib-cage,

Caged within my body and out,

Freedom so far-fetched;

The lightest of words weighing a tonne among my sullen shoulders,

No lighter than a boulder,

Salvation an eternity away-

perhaps i am the devil Himself.

A pitiful realization strikes me like God himself,

I am not happy.

I haven't been for a while,

Perhaps that's why I've let this pile,

Of vile- negativity plunder my purpose into a meager grain of salt.

Kind words becoming a distant memory,

to my distancing  essence.

-H