oh, you,
who dared to trifle
with the strings of my fate,
oh you,
abandon not,
conspire not,
fool not,
or await.
of a damned crafty,
dark night
like such
will fall on your days too.
oh you,
i raise hands
toward the skies!
i pray?
or i figure the conflict?
i nevertheless,
plead in wonders
if you shall bleed
for those each i shed?
i am, now,
though skeptical
that, shall I make you bleed?
or shall i pray not at all,
so you wouldn't?
oh,
you,
left me no capable
of weaving hopes,
how?
i wonder,
i stout still
despite my self fragmented...
withal she - i
shall witness the dismantling of you
by the wrath of my Lord,
provided,
could it satisfy me?
oh, no!
you who encountered me,
fate sides with you,
for i bear
no hatred despite deceived,
no grudges despite deceived,
neither..
the strength to smile.
with that,
surely oh you
at least must be satisfied?
~●~
#tragedy.
deaR Poet,
I'm Distraught to a Degree
I haVe Forgotten or Left my Sleep someWhere.
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