Parabellum

Yeliw

 

I've got a weary smile that never sees the light of day/
Head hot cynic sick of cyclical sorrow following no matter which way/
I get pulled into my head my head at night like an innocent man to prison/
No matter how hard I kick, punch, scream or fight it there's I know there's no winning/
Lost in my inner thoughts like a labyrinth I scramble for a reason not to sin/
To no avail my whole being is being strung thin, my soul is tried, my heart heavy please don't tell the kin/
Hollow vices the Crown Apple of my eye/
But death isn't the answer to all the questions in life/
My greatest dismay is being lost to normalcy, I've been voluntary persona non grata post epiphany/
The concept is vague, the creation is lackluster, the exhibition is dispiriting/
Conscience stricken plebeians vying for acceptance of a dying disposition/
Archaic allegories recycled, pedantic peers entranced by theories of validity/
Endless coteries of mindlessly mannered civilians creating concoctions comparable only to coequal cowards hoping to win/
Entrapped in this lackadaisical lifestyle, eons of evolving enlightenment put to a halt/
Ignorantly place the blame, the universe is at fault/
Knowing the damage was dealt it carelessly crept back/
If you want peace then you better prepare for war, ready the attack/

 

  • Author: Yeliw (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 23rd, 2017 22:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: Coming to terms with my depression.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • Heather T

    Love the Latin title and your written therapy. Welcome!

    • Yeliw

      Believe it or not the title was the hardest part. I can't thank you enough for the comment though!

      • Heather T

        Oh, I believe it. Titles can be hard. Sometimes though, I have the title before the poem. I'm strange, whatevs.

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      • Borys

        Great poem. I understand your struggle, and I hope you can pull free from it.



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