Sonata of Your AfterglowA Poem by DoormanDanSometimes, even the most gifted of individuals can go their entire lives without seeing what they've gotSonata of Your Afterglow Your fingers are crayons, but you are color-blind Your insecurities you just can't leave behind But even as your mind asphyxiates In the vexation your effort creates The art you make you don't appreciate You never give yourself a chance to rest And your building your own concrete casket Put down that creative cigarette Put in your favorite cassette And play the Sonata of Your Afterglow Your true worth you've already shown Malaise in your veins ensnares you in self-dispraise Staining with shame your psychogenic polonaise You stare at all the macabre monuments And question if your actions were prudent Incarcerated in Resent's basement You never tell yourself you tried your best To save all from the mires of apocalypse But thanks to you, we still have a path To walk on in the aftermath So play the Sonata of Your Afterglow In the end you are a hero The sturdiest soul is the one that knows Perfection is a plant that it can't grow No matter how many seeds that it sows So let yourself let go of your sorrow Demons that are bred from the womb of Zest Are often the most demented and grotesque So fill up your glass with Luna's light And shower in the ambernight This is the Sonata of Your Afterglow Telling you that you're beautiful
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4 Reviews Added on April 19, 2017 Last Updated on April 19, 2017 AuthorDoormanDanManchester, Levenshulme, United KingdomAboutI'm a twenty seven year old preschool teacher who enjoys writing poetry, songs, stories, paintball and other things. My favorite things to do are parkour, video games, listening to music, and making .. more..Writing
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