Understatement Of The Upmost Degree, Vile Matriarch

Please don't give up on me..

I'm sorry.

Cue the latest understatement, shall we?

I'm spent.

Spent on everything that abolishes my euphoria and tugs and toils at my sanity. They want my soul, I do believe.

I regret.

Unleash the tidal wave. Oh, how much I would relinquish and erase if I only I was stronger. Better. Braver.

I know.

Believe you me, I am well aware you deserve so much better than I have conjured up to offer in my feeble, anemic hands.

I'm pathetic.

Haunting feelings taunt me when I am at my worst, gnashing and coercing their hideous heads. I cause such dismay.

I'm buried.

So far below in the smog pit, staring with glassy, lifeless eyes as cold, numb limbs hang by my side. My side, where you have always prevailed.

I'm afraid.

Fear edges its way inside as it seeps through my nerves with every agonizing minute that passes by. You're my luminescence through the coal black atmosphere. Hence my idiosyncratic aurora borealis.

I'm lost.

Without your reassuring smiles of captivation. Surely the rain would reign with mockery upon my solitude.

I'm drowning.

Why must I displace your outstretched hand of grace with so many nights I cast myself into the flood of my pitiful actions?

I'm a disgrace.

Darling, how can you bear to look upon my face with such constant fidelity when I am queen of failing you? Such a vile matriarch to suit.

I'm sorry.

All my unheard pleas and prayers, please, Darling, please don't lose hope in me. I may have deteriorated your once reverence of me, but you have not an inkling of my sincere remorse. Bona fide guilt, grief from the contrition I may have caused you. Just stay with me, for I'll not have my better portion gone astray, whilst I yet remain breathing.

Author's Note

Reviews are always welcomed! But please don't tell me to shorten it. I can't. Hahah :)

Reviews

[Little Birdie]

Beautiful monologue. I can feel the desperate emotions simply leaking through the pores and edges of the poem. The whole idea...I can imagine myself lying broken on my bed and whispering it to someone in a form of apology for everything that has been...
This is so sincere, so utterly raw but then again refined that it feels like you've given your whole soul and being into it while writing.
And that's just beautiful.

[Legolas]

Just beautiful. You have such a great talent.
One small insignificant mistake, the words tidal wave you spelt, tida lwave. You can see the error.
Amazing job!

[XxxModifyTheMassesxxX]

this was amazing! your word choice and description complimented it to its fullest!

[Eagle Cruagh]

You had me. I thought you were writing
about some terrible person for several
paragraphs, until finally you admit you
are the terrible person.
Clever writing, brilliant idea, wonderful
construction.
Thank you,
---- John

lol my poetry is nothing compared to this,great job

[Andrew Scorah]

Very striking piece of work, feelings of desperation, melancholy, such a plea for forgiveness and it does not need shortening, I also found it very Shakesperian in its intensity.

[Distant horizons]

Great words. love it.

[light and ashes]

This is guilt expressed so poignantly.

[Richard Layne]

very emotional and very well done. feelings of guilt and regret--breakfast of champions!

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Wow, your vocabulary in this is extremely well and well used. You are so great at describing things. Nice title. Nice lines, I like how you did the short lines and then the longer lines, creating the emotion and making the point even more. The ending is such a great conclusion to this. You are good at leaving a reader near speechless or speechless. Really don't know what lines to point out to my liking, you make that difficult you know. Lolz. With ever line written, to such greatness.

Hmm...thinks and thinks which lines.
love this part:
"Believe you me, I am well aware you deserve so much better than I have conjured up to offer in my feeble, anemic hands."

Love this part as well... and the way you used the vocabulary here:
"Fear edges its way inside as it seeps through my nerves with every agonizing minute that passes by. You're my luminescence through the coal black atmosphere. Hence my idiosyncratic aurora borealis."

The way you placed "I'm drowning" right after this part, is brilliance, love it:
"Without your reassuring smiles of captivation. Surely the rain would reign with mockery upon my solitude.
I'm drowning."

And the same here with "I'm a disgrace" after this part:
"Why must I displace your outstretched hand of grace with so many nights I cast myself into the flood of my pitiful actions?
I'm a disgrace."

From this part to the ending, you build the emotion so much more:
"Darling, how can you bear to look upon my face with such constant fidelity when I am queen of failing you? Such a vile matriarch to suit.
I'm sorry."

I love these parts with the emotion building towards the end:
"I am queen of failing you"
"I'm sorry"
"but you have not an inkling of my sincere remorse"
"Just stay with me, for I'll not have my better portion gone astray, whilst I yet remain breathing.

Corrections:
tidal wave
"Unleash the tida lwave."
pathetic
"I'm pahetic."