haunting

A Poem by Harrisen Viator

The pain and the sadness

masking all the madness

struggling to stay sane

dark thoughts cloud my brain

I hit the blunt to hide

all the hate I hold inside

for I constantly try to love

despite no faith in the above

guilt creeps into my mind

holds me in its bind

all these brainworks I try to swallow

though it leaves my heart hollow

trying to maintain optimism

thoughts they scream pessimism

my sins they demand

harm from my own hand

I try to let go

but I will always know

and no matter how far I run

I'm haunted by what I've done

© 2013 Harrisen Viator

Author's Note

ignore the grammar. Do not comment with advice, unless it pertains to the flow or poetic form.

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Jessica Gillitzer

Haunting is right, this is very nice. i find love is often hard to define and there for hard to obtain and then again we have it and often throw it away only to feel grief over it's loss. i'm sure your darkness you don't deserve. I will say brainworks felt a little rough to me but as a whole I really enjoyed this.
Jessie

Posted 11 Years Ago

11 Years Ago

Thank you, but this one really wasn't about pain from love, it's about how my depression leaves me f.. read more

11 Years Ago

I can see depression it maybe that i saw what I had wanted to see. Sorry about that, can't say I hav.. read more

TLK

Is it just "thoughts they scream pessimism", or is the world around screaming it too? Perhaps there is a wavelength of discontent that some of us just cannot ignore. When we put our smartphones to our ears, as well as the crystal clear benefits of satellite communications we also hear the toiling of children mining the minerals that make them, dying for our cheap consumer lifestyle.

I think we are all haunted just by being born: there is always the sin of being dis-satisfied with a life which is immeasurably more complete than somebody else's.