Insidious Mortem

Insidious Mortem

A Poem by Terrance
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I have not written anything in 5 months and this is what I thought of at 5 in the morning. Feelings and ideas that been inside of me recently and for awhile. I felt like I had to explain myself a bit

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Insidious Mortem


When I was a kid I thought I saw the world for what it is

I thought I saw the colors that it gives

Growing up I had dreams of a life I lived

Memories of an existence that could never be

Happy thoughts that weren't for me.

Snowflakes fall beneath my feet, looking up and seeing the world before me, endless skies of darkness and gray I sometimes wonder if those snowflakes would turn into rain

Waking up I see the day arrive wondering when the end will arise, I see the blackness in my eyes I'm blind to the lies of the falsehood of cries that I try to space out in time so I won't have to help anyone and let them die.

“Fade away” I sometimes hear, shadows whispering in my ears, telling me I need to go away to a place where I have no name.

I fight for my life as my ideas carry me through the night

Leaving me awake in the dark thinking of a song to etch within my heart.

I think of love as my hearts starts to thaw, the Devils applaud around me as I look down at the fallen gods.

The divinity of our morality is the remnant of the lost sanity before we ever embraced cruelty, created a nation of perplexing liberty.

I'm upset at myself for not doing better, I sometimes look back and ask what if I could write a letter? I would tell myself that you knew better.  

© 2017 Terrance


Author's Note

Terrance
Any form of comments and ideas will help, I try to grow and be better with people's thoughts and ideas and suggestions.

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Terrance
Terrance

Philadelphia , PA



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