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The Heart's Malcontent Eye

Secluded mind murder
Windows are false inside here
I find here,deep inside here...i don't find myself hoping for peace
These clouds of despair that blind the battlefield have a dark appeal

My naked eyes see nothing
The cheerful souls have perished...the beautiful people have all withered away
This Old Age prophecy must be

This is A Bleak life...led by the paragraphs of holy books,held by crooks
Sing songs of renewal in the afterworld
....hopeful catharsis...the relief of world

I admit...
i am the bashful admirer of profound destruction

signed
-K.D????

angstartconfusiondeathdepressiondramatic monologue

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Yoni Dvorkis

October 29, 2009 at 11:40 AM

No worries, you're hardly alone in this category. Your uniqueness comes mostly from the fact you're willing to admit your own dark side. You'd be surprised how little of that I see here on PS. Too many people hopeful and loving and kind and caring. Too many people in denial about the darker, stranger, twisted and very appealing thoughts they don't want to talk about...I for one am an unbashful admirer of darkness. The only way to let light through is by shining it in the darkest places.

Debbie Guzzi

September 15, 2009 at 7:42 PM

"profound destruction" excellent phrase! yet life mimics the heraldic phoenix and will merely rise again from the ashes of angst. sweet write! And you're correct I don't like NY. Light & Love