for it is light now, here in this world where I live
yet I linger in darkness of my own choice
for I am afraid to show myself
the self that might not ever become better
than what I am right now
despite my best effort
The obscure writings of Ta-Meaut; indeterminate poet, ambiguous writer and amorphous philosopher.......... I don't live to write, I write to live...
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Thursday, December 19, 2013
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Poem "it is dark now"
I am the darkness that suffocate
bright white light
I am the screams that echo
from mute broken walls
I am the pain and the blood
unheard and unseen
that breaks your ribs from within
and eats your rotting heart
bright white light
I am the screams that echo
from mute broken walls
I am the pain and the blood
unheard and unseen
that breaks your ribs from within
and eats your rotting heart
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