Despicable Depths

I am the problem.
I am disease.
Every thing I see as wrong with you
Is everything that's wrong with me.

I am a failure.
I am the worst.
Karma calls that time is come,
But I claim that I am cursed.

The despicable bleed
When their obscenity's seen.
Holes in fickle hearts feed
Full crimson pools serene.

I am an ocean of intolerable doubt
That I asked you to swim in
And eventually drown.
You were the light with the world in shroud
That burned off the darkness
Till I snuffed you out.

Selfish me--
Me and me and I.
Perhaps, I'll die.
And you'll never know that I lived a lie.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime we see our real face and we don't like it. Honest tone and directness my friend.
"Selfish me--
Me and me and I.
Perhaps, I'll die.
And you'll never know that I lived a lie."
The above lines. Realistic view on my life sometimes. I feel like I'm in the wrong place. Thank you Dennis for sharing the powerful poetry.
Coyote