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I looked deep into nothingness, and I felt fear The emptiness within me became vivid and clear The cycles of deception brought shame and a tear I thought her love would save me, but she isn't here. And now I am left to reconcile my shame I sacrificed virtue, seeking respect and fame But respect is something I could never attain Because the courage in me I'm unable to maintain. I became so lost within my selfish revelries I could not strike back and awaken bravery There were no weapons left in the armorey For cowardice had broken and devoured me. I saw a ghost, in my prolonged absence I realized I could not undo all the damage And now I'm left, to search and to salvage In pursuit of truth this whole earth I will scavenge. I take heart in darkness and delirium Though I am merely a slave to the imperium A black hearted piece of bacterium Though from my shame I will compose a requiem . I looked into myself and saw a coward at heart I held her love in my hands, and I ripped it apart I realized that I was empty from the start I thought that I'd find some measure of solace in Sartre. I had forgotten the love for my comrades Those I'd nearly lost in egotistical contests One must escape from such cyclical mindsets And awaken with honor when the red sun rises. But from the brink of nothingness, I must return Even it means I must light a torch and be burned Strength is never given, it is something to be earned For it is virtue itself that I must fight to discern.
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Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 8:07 PM UTC
Tripping and Slipping
I looked deep into nothingness, and I felt fear The emptiness within me became vivid and clear The cycles of deception brought shame and a tear I thought her love would save me, but she isn't here. And now I am left to reconcile my shame I sacrificed virtue, seeking respect and fame But respect is something I could never attain Because the courage in me I'm unable to maintain. I became so lost within my selfish revelries I could not strike back and awaken bravery There were no weapons left in the armorey For cowardice had broken and devoured me. I saw a ghost, in my prolonged absence I realized I could not undo all the damage And now I'm left, to search and to salvage In pursuit of truth this whole earth I will scavenge. I take heart in darkness and delirium Though I am merely a slave to the imperium A black hearted piece of bacterium Though from my shame I will compose a requiem . I looked into myself and saw a coward at heart I held her love in my hands, and I ripped it apart I realized that I was empty from the start I thought that I'd find some measure of solace in Sartre. I had forgotten the love for my comrades Those I'd nearly lost in egotistical contests One must escape from such cyclical mindsets And awaken with honor when the red sun rises. But from the brink of nothingness, I must return Even it means I must light a torch and be burned Strength is never given, it is something to be earned For it is virtue itself that I must fight to discern.
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Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 8:07 PM UTC
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