Torment

Torment

In shallow waters,
fighting to catch my breath,
drowning in pain and sorrow,
reaching for the surface that's out of grasp.


Shadows are all that remain,
in the darkness of all this pain,
I can't perceive the dream,
and it makes me weep.


So tired of feeling blue,
for all I view,
is deje vu,
my days of last.

Daunted by the scares,
penetrated beneath my flesh,
leaves my sanity delicate,
unattainable to my brain.


The only escape is death,
the paradise to anguish,
a place to lay misery to rest,
the finale farewell-bliss.


CLW
03-09-11
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Posted: Mar 2011

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Comments (2)

marikia
Though I liked this poem very much and understand the feelings I couldn't agree with the conclusion made in the end: there are too many escapes for the death to seem the only one. Let no misery settle down in our hearts so that death should seem the only way out. We must fight feeling miserable with all the efforts in our power. I am not that optimistic as I seem, but life is so wonderful, especially on the eve of spring: we've endured such a dreadful winter, so much cold and desperation, let us hope for better. Wish you be well and feel more optimistic.
Redex
So heartbreaking to watch these final hours, we can only hope to make them more peaceful, a very good poemhandshake
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