Reek

Reek

A Poem by Dream Weaver

 

 

I've never known true "happiness" nor pleasure, only solacement desertion and unsought vagrancy..

 

Loneliness embraces me as a mother lovingly embraces her newborn child. Imaginary voices comfort me as they waft through haunted images of tangled wind chimes.

 

Reclusiveness seizes me, tightly hypnotic unrelenting I'm caught in it's viscid web of deceit. Now I've become something I never dreamed I could be...

 

I reek of insanity now spawned from hell, a primordial evil ringing in deaths knell. No more compassion only irresponsibility, smoldering rancour for proper civility.

   

"Please let me die with some dignity"

 

 

 

 

© 2014 Dream Weaver


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A type of withdrawal and rejection of society and indeed, the less contact there is with folk the furthermore the mind closes in on itself and becomes embittered !

An interesting, cerebral analogy !

Posted 10 Years Ago


Dream Weaver

10 Years Ago

Thanks Tom, and I do agree. Thank you for the review as well.

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Dream Weaver
Dream Weaver

Paradise, FL



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