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My Nevermore

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Poetic Piece

Pseudonym: SouLve’ B.A

I have cried tears…

Not showers…

Nor drizzles…

But floods
that have grown wider
than the oceans
and seas.

I have almost drowned…

Suffocated
of passing out…

Just to awaken…

Not knowing
what happened…

How…

Or why.

And all because
my Spirit
was broken…

My Soul
was shattered…

And my Emotions
were mangled.

More twisted
than my current
frame of mind.

I had no way
to focus…

No way
to function…

No way
to calculate
the positives…

That I saw
surface.

I stumbled
across them…

Without even
a second look.

Tripped…

And fell headfirst
on Hell’s doorstep.

I kindly
walked in…

With no hesitation.

I took a seat…

And the glass
of vodka
that he offered.

And quickly
fell prey…

To my own
hellish anger.

I was trapped
in a place…

Where demon dogs
stood guard…

And became
my protectors.

Heated temperatures
only made
my skin colder.

I was lost
inside a frame…

Where the picture
was glued shut.

The colors
started to change…

And wash off
like stains…

On a freshly bleached
red T-shirt.

I was focusing
on the blurred lines…

That seemed
crystal clear
to me.

I saw
what needed
to be seen.

Clung
to images…

That became
the imagery
of my anger
and pain.

I was holding on
so tightly…

That my blood flow
became
its own vain existence.

I wasn’t afraid
of anything…

Except
for pure happiness.

Fresh light…

Touching my heart
in a way
unknown.

Kind words…

Actually being kind…

From a pure,
kind Soul.

Understanding…

That understood
the lostness
of my Spirit.

I wasn’t afraid
of anything…

Not anything
at all.

I had lost
my mental…

To the chaos
of the world.

I saw it
when it left…

And I potentially know
where it has gone.

Yet…

I’m content…

So to speak…

In this
burning Hell…

That has become
my inner songbird.

I have grown accustomed
to the temperatures…

Which is why
my skin feels icy…

Like cold scales.

I have grown accustomed
to the brokenness…

That my inner self
was sold.

I have taken advantage
of my Darkensense…

And let
my Ennosense go.

I had no way
to focus…

No way
to function
at all.

So I stare
into the sheer
white light…

And wonder…

If I let it
take me…

Where exactly
would I go?

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