- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Embrace
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Cold and detached
I watch my dreams
die like they
were someone elses.
Distant, clinical,
I note that they
were pretty,
like butterflies
nailed to a board,
devoid of life
where once they flew.
They could be
the dreams of another.
Apathy is the bedmate
of the broken,
and I am no plaything
to my emotions.
Coldness is a comfort
I wrap up in,
a dark fantasy I
have surrendered to.
The light of life
burns my eyes
and so I turn away
to journey upon
the road to nowhere.
I embrace the
absence of hope
and crave nothing.
Let it all pass by,
I choose
darkness
and dead butterflies.
11-28-06
- COMMENTS
darkerdreameralmost 17 years agothis one, definitely my favorite out of your new three. The lines that hit me like a sock of rocks were
"Distant, clinical,
I note that they
were pretty,
like butterflies
nailed to a board,"
it captures the hardened stoicism of heartbreak pretty damn perfect. good work, post more :P
