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Catharsis of Oblivion

Catharsis of Oblivion

The cut ran deep, I broke my mind
trying to fit it, in between the lines.
I tried to express, words in my soul
but they all burnt, as black as coal.
As I faked a smile, I wondered why
that all the while, my heart did cry.
And when I hid, and I tried to run
you took my moon, you stole my sun.
All the rusty stars, no longer shine
the jagged edges soon tore my mind.
I closed my eyes, against the pain
storms did rage, as clouds did rain.
Thoughts fell as slick razor blades
that soaked my brain, in sunset blaze.
Alienation is a dark violent ocean
as I mimic at life, without any notion.
Inside waves of ink, in a mosaic sky
I swim in my tears, pretending I’m dry.
Looking up at the universe, already dead
the catharsis of oblivion inside my head.
Cerebral torment creates an altered state
of twisted thinking, destructive self-hate.
So shattered into pieces, you'll never find
from the cut so deep, it broke my mind.
 

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Syd

Hi Caron,

This is a brilliant write. I love your descriptive metaphors.

Thoughts fell as slick razor blades
that soaked my brain, in sunset blaze

Great stuff.

- Syd 

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Marie Swann

Thank you so much Syd.
Yes, I love using metaphors and I'm really happy you love it.
Xx

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Terry Kay

Caron,  You have proven it again!  You are a wonderful Poetress.  Beautifully written.  Love, Terry Kay

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Marie Swann

Thank you kindly Terry. Your comment is very much appreciated. xx

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Richard Waters

The descent in to " The Abyss " can be a TUTOR as well as SUITOR ! You, must get what you can, from any situation. In the fight, in the struggle, there is also life....and love. The love of being more : getting from suffering what others do not have.
In the battle, there is the helping-hand, of reality. Making " its play " to strengthen your willingness to be part of something special, beyond words.
Sense growth. Sense development. Sense THE JOURNEY.
Life, gives. In many many ways. To great fanfare. As here.
:)

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