Anathema Ego

Anathema of the Ego

Oh that I could give 

you this heart of mine 

I would that it be torn from my chest

yet I am cursed with a desire to live 

love is painful 

I care not to feel again 

won't you please take it from me, 

to be numb or even the blessing of a coma, 

to dream of better times and not wake 

what is the point of affection 

when passion is the problem

why fall in love again and again 

is this the madness of existence 

when I see my reflection a hatred flares

this is the one who gives me problems 

 with his wants and needs 

oh that I could be free of me

to love in purity 

to stop dolor’s intensity 

like a prisoner shackled 

Ego follows 

I have killed him time and time again 

yet in the mirror that stupid grin 

not to live 

not to die 

not here 

not there 

these are desires 

but not the answer 

In the dark I stumble searching for peace

Author's Note

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