Whisper my name into sordid air,
And I'll be right there,
Fully aware,
Of the upcoming despair.
My beliefs shall be drowned,
In an acid unspoken and without sound;
All to nurture the ground,
Where you had once frowned.
I offer my heart all whole;
You'll descimate my soul.
I'll seek refuge in some hole,
As I lay, black as misused coal.
My world holds monuments to the sane;
Thoughts pondering a whirlwind in my brain.
All this petty kindness dies in groomed vain;
But when you call, like a dog, I'll run back again.
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Long Soon Gone
PoetryPart 6 of my 2021 series. Long Soon Gone is a collection of poems that are highly abstract and cryptic. Much of the messages and themes are up to interpretation. This collection is very special to me as I feel that it represents me best and just abo...
