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Eyes ice-cold bore into black holes as you spew a mound of
drivel contrived
in a mind twisted by the reality of your chemical dreams,
to become a torrent of abuse, snuffed of every semblance of
judgement
you ever may have had, as you lay blame onto fate, on the
“cruel, cruel world”,
and you appeal to a misplaced alliance that once existed, so
you can take me down
into your own netherworld, since you don’t want to go alone.
There is no romance in self-destruction, no loyalty amongst
thieves,
thus I reject every inference of association we once had
as our ties were severed the day you chose to lose your soul
and I chose to find mine. You cannot now bind yourself to me.
But as intensely as I believe all that I have written, there
is no conscious thought
between sanity and the collapse of reason. Because a hand I
can’t feel
picks up the bag to walk into a graffiti-coloured hell, but
my mind can’t comprehend,
it’s already gone.
That artwork is stunning! The perfect accompaniment for your piece. This is fantastic: "There is no romance in self-destruction" ... and this: "no conscious thought between sanity and the collapse of reason. Because a hand I can’t feel picks up the bag." Love the double meaning in "reason" as well.
ReplyDelete... "reality of chemical dreams" ... ya ... if one is dependent on drugs ... what do u do when u liv in a shoe ... "good" drugs, I meant to say ... the ones that prolong ur life ... I'm on a few of them ... without them I would be gone in a month or so ... chemical dreams? ... o ya, plenty of terror there ... but what do u do, hmmm? ... so how is that for reasoning, hmmm?
ReplyDeleteAn awesome image to go with awesome prose.
ReplyDeleteFuck that cruel cruel world shit. If I make my bed I will willingly lay in it, naked and exhausted. If no one wants in that's fine because I am learning that cruelty is simply another form of manipulation and I have been manipulated enough by this world's people. Nay and no more--whoever said better living through chemistry never used the drugs they pushed, especially the ones doctors give out. Tell me have you found it easier to let go the hand that drags you down Shadow or is there still some lingering affection for the person?
ReplyDeleteI can let go a lot easier now. But that person? That person will always stay with me...
DeleteI think it is safe to say they will always stick with us. I have one from 30 years ago still running around in my head on occassions - and I have not seen her since.
DeleteI am very glad we stumbled into each other.
DeleteSolid piece - this really takes off for me in the last two stanzas. There is no romance in self -d estruction for sure and sometimes we have to walk away from something and some people because they are killing us slowly. They are dimming what light we have left.
ReplyDelete"There is no romance in self destruction." I need to remember that very badly. Especially now. This was s gorgeous piece. I read it like a heart beat.
ReplyDeletethus I reject every inference of association we once had
ReplyDeleteas our ties were severed the day you chose to lose your soul
and I chose to find mine.
The power of liberation in these words.
The whole composition is a gradual awareness to cutting loose.
Thanks for sharing, Shadow.