Poem -
Melancholia
Can I be flamboyant
In my self depreciation
In my raucous play on words
Superceding all my trivial life
Pursuits
In the darkest way possible
I have become a Hallmark of
The futility of ambition
The dragon that waits on me
Is fill if a green fire
It burns a piercing pain
Down to all melancho
i prefer to displace them when
off guard and wounded
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Comments
Get a deep feeling of a trial with the mind with this one... a battle that has yet to be overcome. Passionate and well-deserved poetry. I enjoyed this read a lot.
Thank you The dragon that I find inside of me is full of potential buried in recrimination. I hope to release a huge
Block and be patient with the healing process. Thank you for your insightful comment.
Susanna