![]() Devils AdvocateA Poem by PeterOne more day sitting in my dark sunless room Ominous and negative thoughts fill my mind Whilst wishing away my pending doom I search for the happiness that I never find Dreams of pleasures and perfect days Infesting my mind like termites Eating at my sanity and sparking dismay Just as I realize the need to fight My contemplations slowly fade At the door I hear a knocking I question who would dare invade My privacy, the door I start unlocking Without a second thought , I open the door Ignoring any threat of danger inviting the stranger in With my eyes stationed squarely on the floor I see his shoe soles are worn quite thin A story the old man begins as he adjusts to my home Awkwardly comfortable he seems to be here As he scans the walls of the room he lets out a slight groan Looking past his gripe, I lend my ear An explanation his story seems to be Of why he is so late getting to my house I stare at him confused my mind empty Saying that his way was blocked for too long He goes on asking the whereabouts of my spouse I knife hits me clean in the heart Thoughts and memories refreshed painfully My woman's absence was my undoing from the start Regrets upset my mind like a mental bully Seeing my agony the stranger offers a solution To forget such recollections and never be sad Looking like he enjoys my suffering I hesitate But even death is better than regretting life Regretting my latest love mate Through these thoughts comes more strife So off with the mental commotion Before im lost in turmoil, gone mad Could this be humane evolution? Not a chance this can end bad Take time and ponder the pros and cons He says, a side effect is lasting immortality I quickly agree ignoring the unknown cost From the wrinkles of his weathered skin grows a grin Menacing and threatening in a way hidden to men I fall to my knees, the room begins to spin You will experience regret never again! The old man discarded to the ground like laundry I feel a tearing so deep in my body and spirit Your soul is mine and forever gone you see The Heinous acts I call for, you must now commit Without thinking I had sold my soul to the devil Inconsiderate of the cost left me eternally empty But no regrets and infinite slavery leaves us level To wish for any needless change in you is deadly Now im gone to work for the beast And all I wish for is the world to meet peace.
© 2011 Peter |
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Added on June 29, 2011 Last Updated on June 29, 2011 Author![]() PeterSt.Catharines, CanadaAboutI'm 20 years old, and began writing my thoughts down about a year ago, eventually they turned to short stories and something i wouldn't consider poetry but don't know what to call it. I generally writ.. more..Writing
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