misconceptionA Poem by joshua deathdealer10/2011
Here we lay surrounded by your memory.
Self created to alleviate the scars that etch my soul. This propagated selfishness burns around us as I desire to stay and let this collapsing thought consume me. You look up at me with admiring eyes. Eyes that remind me of someone else. One that awaits outside of this spawned realm for my love and guidance. This can't be you. You wouldn't keep me from life. So unable to cope with your hapless passing that I have copied your presence in my mind. An peaceable avenue for me to hold onto our delicate memories in a narcissistic way. I am dissipating every new moment. The ground begins to crack upon my realization that this appearance isn't really you at all. Suddenly everything falls away and a raging sea materializes. I am aboard a ship sailing for the exit. Turbulent waves rise to bar the looming outlet. Pushing the vessel to and fro. Storm clouds flood the sky and rumble as your anger grows. Lighting cracks and punches through the salty air. Your simulated screams echo with the wind as waves reach to try and drag me backwards. Towards the center of this destruction. My mind cuts down it's own advances, severing the ties that pull at my heart. The rickety craft drifts out of my fabricated spell. Carrying me safely to reality. "Daddy" my daughter cries as I awake. I reach to hold her. This is what you would have really wanted. I know because I can feel your smile.
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StatsAuthorjoshua deathdealerCasket City, FLAbout"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..Writing
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