Here I am

Another long and skinny poem. Keep in mind, I hate writing long and skinny poems, I find them uninteresting. But other people enjoy them, and I have a concussion. So I'll leave the epics for later.

Here I am, in all my insanity

Here I am, trapped in calamity

I counteract to the attacks

Catch the eyes and pull them from their sockets

 

The lashes on the lids commit secreted seething

The sharp blade piercing my Ifrit

The morning spreads machetes on my flesh

I grasp at my wounds, and spoon feed the blood rush

 

Here I am, in all my animosity

Here I am, trapped in my apocalypse

I feed myself medicine, clammy Abaddon

I see clouded depression, damning Armageddon

 

But I’m still here, peering through the clearing in the trees and

Finding reasons, leaving awake

Burned at the stake

I will not break, you are mistaken

 

Here I am, in all my humility

Here I am, ability frigid in the killing fields

I will push through, and just be

I will believe in my conceit, I will be the victor of defeat

 

I will reach the mountains peak

I will spit rigid ludicrous with every word I speak

I will find redemption, apprehended, unaffected

Suffering suffocates, but I comprehend it

 

Here I am, in all my vengeance

Here I am, anguish lavish, pretentious

Pretending to be as strong as a stone, as tall as a tree

Crushed coal in the fire, no diamond I’ll be

 

But I will whittle away at every day with everything

I will bring darkness to the shade until we all fade away

Continents of cement hold my heart together

Obelisks of existence mould my world untethered

 

Here I am, an avalanche of conflict, an earthquake of nature

Here I am, salvation waits on knife’s edge of creation

Here I am, congregated observation, sunlight’s head chopped off and cremated

Here I am, crimson stained in my statements,  rolled up in containment, buried in hatred

 

I will continue, I won’t obey, I will breathe in my lesions, a legion, a free man, until my last day

Here I am, kept at bay in decay, here I am, until my soul fades away

Author's Note

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

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Hey! I miss those very very long lines too! 😀
Though this poem was great, but where's your own style gone?...(may be on its way). I will be waiting for it.😉

Hope you are getting well! Get well soon, because I think we have a new collab idea again. I will let you know soon.😊

Good Luck
-MC

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Don't worry, I'll be back with my original style of poetry soon. I'm starting slow, because I'm still healing. I'm excited to think about the next collab, I'll let you know when I'm ready, I can't wait!

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Not even me can wait!... Really excited!😉. I will try to show you the theme and artwork soon. We will start when you are well again...so no hurry.
Take care!😉