Doom Impending by miserys_extacy
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When everything inside screams,
Yourself you start to tremble,
Until the whole of your everything slips,
And shards of emptiness are all that is left.
To escape would be too much a bother.
Your love is most genuine in this delicious loneliness,
The others, they are no longer around.
When did trust ever hold truth?
When was the truth ever worth trusting?
Disgust flows, erupts from within,
How pretending might have been so easy,
If only,
If ever,
You were worth anything.
Pretending in this life that you know what you are,
Acting like there is some purpose to your daily breathing.
What will become of you after death?
For how long will your name slip from the living's lips?
And what more will it matter when you are dead in the ground?
Think for once that you will hold some meaning in the grand scheme,
Schemes belong only to the foolish who dream.
All of you is nothing really,
Just an instant in all of time,
Really nothing at all.
Your life's events only last until you close your eyes.
And mine evermore will be peeled wide open,
Plotting, planning to see your disappearance.
Hand outstretched, glass gripped tightly between fingertips.
This mirror
Comments (9)
miserys_extacy
Thank you for viewing. I'd love if you leave a comment (good and bad!) so I know what your thinking. If you enjoy, go ahead and look at my gallery, it is in it's beginning stages, but I love to share everything I have:) Thanks again!
cagewench
I swear to the Universe that you channelled the way I felt when I was younger (and even sometimes when I'm depressed as an adult) especially with this: "Pretending in this life that you know what you are, Acting like there is some purpose to your daily breathing. What will become of you after death? For how long will your name slip from the living's lips? And what more will it matter when you are dead in the ground?" ___ Glad you are sharing with us...
miserys_extacy
Glad you took time to look! Thanks:)
Shadowmonkey
I think it needs more than one read, but not in the same sitting. I liked the description and it made me feel a bit sad, about your impending doom.
miserys_extacy
Does that mean it doesn't fit right? That it is scattered?
gallimel
here people cannot see if you answer after their comments under your works.. write them IMs if you wanna understand what they were meaning with their words :) About this poem.. again I feel related to it. You use sharp description, and at the same time you depict sort of timeless state of mind... Love this :)
miserys_extacy
My art skills are pretty pathetic, as can easily be see, so if anyone is willing to help me with thumbnails, that would be fantastic!
Wolfspirit
As for the writing I don't know what to say, because I cannot relate, although I have felt a strong depression in my life time, mostly these rather later years of my life, but not necessarily in the form in which you speakalthough I feel for you, and I felt the pain in thisAs for the visuals, your visuals are fine, the art is of you and from younot pathetic at all. Although if you find you would like a certain image for a piece of your writing and you feel you cannot create such your self feel free to IM me and when I can I will do what I can to help you. Keep writing"Warm Friendly Smiles"
tony_br22
oh, masterful impression miserys_extacy.