*I was feeling very down this particular day when I wrote this poem. It may seem like I am being rough and hard
on myself because honestly I was. It's always interesting to see how certain situations make you feel and think
things that you didn't know was possible. Good thing I don't stay down for long.*
Unearthing deeply rooted seeds of past and present,
a predicament of the future,
Anguishing anxieties of formed complexities unraveling fears of losing all control,
Unnerving and undeserving of that pure transcendental solidity called love,
it has left me and never returning.
The pain of prickling doubts of being completely undone lingering in my mind.
How did this come to be?
Self-serving bastard of arousal feeling like a bitch in an endless heat a lustful animal of desire.
Tedious touching of tears lining along my face and falling to my life-less hands.
Escaping this primordial form becoming the essence of energy.
No need for exhausting explanations of useless tantrums, repeatedly and steadily all the same.
Flesh eating sorrow constantly ripping me to pieces, reeking shameless victory.
No longer seeking that warmth and comfort, slowly forgetting what it means to be human of feeling,
Numb to the core and always and forever more,
Nothing left but emptiness.
Utter sadness covering like a cold blanket, I feel so homeless and loveless.
Aggravation and deprivation so unsettling,
Leaving me thirsty and isolated.
No room for clarity or understanding,
What is the point?
A constant reminder of unsolved mysteries.
Fault and flaws mingled together in a strange melody,
Can you hear it?
