Asphodel

Asphodel

Find your mind

Make your peace

Find your mind

Make your peace

This is my penance, my rosary

Reciting it does not help

Because there’s something unholy

That keeps me cursed

So I claw at my hair and weep.

 

Find your mind

Make your peace

Find your mind

Make your peace

All a lie

For no sleep comes nigh

Oh shy

Away from me sanity

Because the lack of tears

Bringing solace

Is a lie

For without tears to cry

What am I?

 

Numb? Wordless? Wandering?

The fields of Elysium

Elude me again

And I've spent my pain with weeping

But it still hurts

Debilitating crushing

This part of my heart

That bites back

Like the constrictor

Swallowing bovines whole

 

Oh if only I could see it

The dark piece of my flesh

So I could rend it from my being

And into the blackness of the pit

I could find my mind

Make my peace

Find my mind make my peace.

 

 

Reviews

[VelvetRosetta]

"Oh shy
Away from me sanity
Because the lack of tears
Bringing solace
Is a lie"

These lines I loved!
Wanting to remain sane, find my mind, make my peace...but then again isnt that the world of a poet?
Just something I have always wondered about, some say you can learn to write poetry but I like to think that to those who it comes naturally are a rare breed...

[Deron Alexis]

lol as talent goes it needs to be refined by both sides of the spectrum naturals and learners alike at the end of it you get people who create something special

[VelvetRosetta]

True..touché lol

[James E. Peterson]

This is a poem about someone wondering around the world hollow, empty, soulless wanting to find peace with himself for whatever burden he bears, searching to find himself. Great write.

[Deron Alexis]

thanx for the read man