Delusions of A Troubled Mind

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Dark Poetry #4

Delusions of A Troubled Mind

byski
Member

since 2006-01-26

Posts 235
Alberta, Canada

0 posted 2006-04-25 05:27 PM

Here and now I wait
For what, I do not know
Nevertheless it is my fate
For time to pass excruciatingly slow
Pain it seems to me
Is all I know and feel
Misery is all I see
And depression all to real
To each day it’s own
To each breath full of life
I cast away what I’ve known
To exist purely out of spite
Somehow it is not enough
To have to pleasures of the day
The scars on my being are now rough
I slowly bleed my heart away
And then one day all I will find
Will be the comforts of ignorance
Avoiding the pains of my troubled mind
This cynic will live in bliss
It is all too well that this I know
I am my own worst enemy
The fabric of my mind will soon show
The meaning of insanity
I cannot fight, I cannot win
The freedom from this fate
I live in delusions, I live in sin
My own soul I do hate

Unorthodox mabey, but I grow on you.

green_itchy_stuff
Senior Member

since 2003-06-26

Posts 1929
New Caney, Tx

1 posted 2006-04-25 07:39 PM

Nice, but you don't have to hate your own soul. When things go wrong, just means everything is going to suck for a while until Jesus does something to make it better. "Makes all things new..."

-GIS

balloons are made of rubber...
... and they float too...
as will I to Heaven once I die...

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