True Agony

I have drunk from the cup of Sorrow,
Yet my thirst has not been slaked.
So I drink from the cup of Pain,
And I have slaked my thirst at last.

For I now bear the fruits of agony,
Because I have drunk from both cups.
I know Pain,
My closest friend.

I know Sorrow,
My dearest comfort.
I can not turn my back to the pain,
Nor to the sorrow.

They are my allies,
And yet, they are also my enemies.
I can not run from either,
But nor can I stay with them.

My heart is broken,
I know true agony.
For my friend, my mentor,
You are now the deceiver, the traitor.

I will walk this earth,
Bearing both pain and sorrow in my heart.
Nothing will ease my burdens,
For now I am the bearer of Agony's greatest triumph.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Lamoureux Avatar
June 25, 2015 at 7:13 PM
Well expressed. If you have a chance look up my poem "Dark Lover" you can type the title into the search box just up above. I have a feeling you will be able to relate to it.
Akhtar Avatar
January 3, 2014 at 12:03 AM
WooW O.O Pain is such a touchy subject and doing justice to it with only words in ur hand is one heck of a job ! But u're the exception here :)you totally nailed it :)
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