Flickering


from the ABC set shamrock's ramblings

I've had enough,
wanting out!

Heaven, Hell?

Nothing I hope.
Ether!

Done my bit,
done enough,
done all I can;
done my time!

Mistakes?
Fuck, yes;
so many,
so many...

Blameless?
Fuck, no
but the punishment,
should fit the crime.

Blame?
What's the point?
The nameless know,
Let them suffer their gods.

Apathy.
Huge black clouds,
mists of melancholy,
blinding me;
no light!

Keep fighting?
Why, what for?

Love conquers all?
No...it does not!

Tired, so very tired.
Candle burned down;
flickering,
nearly out;
just need...

a willing breath...

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Comments

MistakenMagic | October 16, 2010 - 08:17

Very intense and moving poem, Chris. I love these lines:

'Blame?
What's the point?
The nameless know,
Let them suffer their gods.'

The short line structure works so well to give this poem an edge. Well done!

Magic xxx

shoe | October 17, 2010 - 08:10

Very emotive, I can feel the despair, the hopelessness. keep breathing,:?