Succumbing

Succumbing

A Poem by Thoctar
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Another addition to my trilogy that started with Flames of Hatred (Wow this is getting long!)

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Succumbing
Here I lie under the sun
Majestic golden orb of light
Life-giving, earth-shattering, beautiful
And yet I am succumbing
I’ve been given wealth
I have all the possessions I could ever need
I live neither in poverty, nor hunger
And yet I am succumbing
I look upon all of them around me
The blinded, shuffling masses
Going about their lives
And yet I am succumbing
I have endured the Flames of Hatred
I have disintegrated into nothingness and resurrected myself
I have broken out of the ice of indifference
And yet I am succumbing
And what did I succumb to?
Complacency, self-assurance, arrogance
Overvaluing myself and what I thought I knew
When really I knew nothing
And now I look back upon those times
I could have made all the difference
Fallen not into false hopes
But to see the truth
If I could have been happy
And not succumbed
To hubris, to overvaluation
Pretending I was a hero
Complacency
Laziness
I refuse to make an effort
Thinking that if I just waited
It would all work out in my favour
And yet…if only I could have waited
At the crucial moment
And spared them so much pain
And now I am succumbing
Passing it on to all who surround me
Run, run while you can
My rotting corpse is a death trap
If only I could have stopped myself
I would not be succumbing
I would not be dying
And killing all those who surround me
Bringing them down with me
Why, why did I have to do this?
If only I could have stopped…..
I would not have succumbed
I would not be succumbing
I have survived all else…
I have endured the Flames of Hatred
I have disintegrated into nothingness and resurrected myself
I have broken out of the ice of indifference
And yet I am succumbing
Why now? Why ever?
I cannot bring them down with me
I refuse to bring them down with me

© 2010 Thoctar


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Thoctar
Thoctar

New Liskeard, Northern Ontario, Canada



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Interested in history, politics, ideology, really anything intelligent. Always willing to accept criticism, I can only get better. I write poems occasionally, I never saw them as good, but some friend.. more..

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