Sunday, February 19, 2012

Wisdom Below

Wisdom below, an untamed foe
Cursed, your name, a victimless low
Breathlessly sleeping with such distain
Reaching out with nothing to gain

The pressure has deepened your dwelling has creeped in
Presuming your life, while extremely weakened
Filled with plight and sights of demons
Vexing your death, it slowly seeps in

Freezing all night, going off the deep end
Claiming hate, as a relevant reason
Claiming fate, such an obvious treason
This feeling, your life, dim and deceiving

Cry as you may, sigh at the site
For what you remember, a good, honest, fight
Nothing to gripe, just wisdom, so tight
Creating the future with all your might

Slashing the glow, tied to the low
Releasing the angels and flashing the crow
Still you must grow and learn from the flow
Poison arrows heading straight for your throat

Gasping for every note, almost consumed
Your life is over, surely doomed
Never to resume, swept out like a broom
Cleaning the cabinets of mother natures womb

You always assume, you lived in dark rooms
Dreadful thoughts of piercing gloom
Plastic oasis of fake and fraudulent clues
Always having to pay and be abused

Filling your life with undesired news
Clenching your fist, the anger is used
Once again the burning remains
That love in your heart has somehow maintained

Keeping you mindful, upright and afloat
Regretting your life, you sang, but no notes
That unlawful feeling, your ominous scape goat
The regretful lie, with which you must cope

Or hang from the rope, seems that your broke
Playful sights mixed with lines of dont
Always desired in endless hope
Taps of sorrow flowing with soap

And once you take this down with your pen
Your realize now, this state your in
Feeling pain that lies within
You acknowledge with much chagrin

As tears roll up and over your chin, you put your feelings back in its bin
Locked away in  brackets of tin
Drinking away, hollow thoughts, with gin
Wisdom below, trapped within





























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