I'm slaying demons on Doom and Devil May Cry
In reality their invisible to the human eye
Frequencies and inconsistencies
Choose optimism rather than gloomy misery
Whenever tensions may come
Time is a tarantula on the run
Four legs facing one way
Four legs facing the other
The shadow people shiver and shudder
Can we trust our minds?
Does it depend on the medication
That the doctors prescribe?
Just know that I'm still alive
Hopefully answers come before I die
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: October 2nd, 2023 01:10
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If it wasn't so serious a theme, I might say 'Oohh, demons? Not today, thank you!' Doh!
But - hope you come to peace of mind.
Haha is all good, I'm good now but know some people can't get out the black hole.
Brilliant, I so relate dear Poet
(at that last hurrah of breath
grant me a glimpse
beyond the veil
oh universe;
even for a millisecond
let me know
what my life's suffering
was for...)
Cheers pal, I posted on another poetry site and a girl said it resonates with her also.
your poetry get's criminally ignored
because you cut too deep
and keep it too real for most!
for some poetry or writing, is a game
a magic act where they dot this line
and word this in some way
to make people feel this or that
then they sit back like some
mind-fuck magician, all superior
because they used what little intellect they have
to feed people even more escapist mirages
to get even more lost in..
(fck em, do you brother!
keep it 100, so only
those with genuine intent
can see and appreciate your voice!)
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We are all a work in progress.
Indeed.
Great write
Cheers!
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