Paths XV

Eugene S.

spinning as if out of control 
forging a path of destruction 
it's as if chaos had taken it's hold
myriads of chastisements, instruction

"I will take it all and watch you fall to the ground in submission
you will beg, plead and call for forgiveness, absolution, but I am purgation
I am the cleansing of progress, peace - reproachment
I'm the commander of death's encroachment, of decay's appraochment, of the creations last breath midst a swirling commotion
and that is all, as it all does fall in my screaming, ripping squall of destruction"

again, you play your dark role
as i feel your admonishments
as i cringe in the corner of a hole
and wait for your accomplishments

"ha, I can feel my greatness as you reel in the sorrow of broken bones and broken homes
you'll now follow a different road with your words, your tomes so hollow
and I smile as I pass and see you wallow in your fallow fields
I plowed you asunder, and left you to swallow the dirt of battlefields
of wars I made, of days that shade, of moments that steal and leave you to wander" 

and wander, i will with a heavy toll
down roads that have no direction 
and empty i'll be to the final goal
with the long lost hope of redemption

  • Author: Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 24th, 2024 10:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: Childhood mental abuse never goes away.
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