King of Flawed Reason

Festering molestation of achin'...

I'm separated by my own demons, my own feelings leapt alive with meanin'...

I'm crowning myself king of flawed reason...

For the reason I stand alone most the time...

Is I'm not feeling very grown at the time...

Like a seed with no warmth, a man outta lines, my rhymes are not good enough...

I stow it under and keep grumblin', actin' tough, mining away and wondering if it will ever be true...

Will I follow a shining path or break hollow and used...

Blasted by traces of iced gas, leaving me numb and bruised...

A rats uncle I'm stuffy and masked, you are sultry and out of grasp...

So I gasp and raise myself above the bar, I raise my own bar...

The imperfection flawed is tar that stops and harms...

Will I garner enough force to engulf mars...

Or will I fall hard and overwhelmed...

Just scars...

Author's Note

Sometimes depression is crippling... Hope everyone reading this remembers they are not alone in the fight... Keep living day-to-day, and know you are valued... Have a good one

Reviews

[Vasilees Sybissyl]

This is so abstract, and so beautiful, just as always. I specially love the lines,

"The imperfection flawed is tar that stops and harms...
Will I garner enough force to engulf mars...
Or will I fall hard and overwhelmed...
Just scars..."

Just so beautiful.

Love,
Vasilees

[Chase Dylan]

As always, a beautiful review, Vasilees, thank you, and am glad you enjoyed

[R.E. Ray]

Yes, it's dark but strength, resilience, and courage shine through at the end. The rhyming is good, the pace excellent, the ending perfect. We get our asses kicked sometimes, but we get back in the fight. Nice work.

[Chase Dylan]

Thanks so much! Sorry it has taken a minute to reply! Been away for a while.

[The earth (Titan maphah..]

cofused again... needs a bit of some cleaning up but you are one writer bro..

[Chase Dylan]

Thanks so much! Sorry it has taken a minute to reply! Been away for a while. I think confusion and mess are part of what makes writing so beautiful, eh?

[Norbanus]

The demons of depression dot the air
And grow before uncertainties at bay.
A mighty force of poetry and care,
rides high in showing us a stronger way.

The questions cling like always, from afar,
but verses hold the power of relief.
A gasp, to rise above the reset bar,
denying doubt its handhold onto grief.

But, what of imperfections in one’s life?
Will they tar and feather all the good?
Depression is the cloud, the king of strife,
depending only on those things that could.

I think I understand this from the start
But if I missed the boat, it’s all on me.
The message here is one we take to heart.
You’ve left it plain and clear for us to see.

[Chase Dylan]

Thanks so much! Sorry it has taken a minute to reply! Been away for a while. The reset bar... This was beautiful to read... Thanks again...

[MadisonJR]

Wow, this poem is so relatable for me. While reading this I can recall my own experiences and similar emotions I face. In my life I tend to doubt myself and my ability to do things "right". This piece is very deep and I love the way you had written it. I find that writing helps me deal with the issues I face daily. I am so happy we have the opportunity to share our work and help others. This truly helped, thank you!

[Chase Dylan]

Thanks so much! Sorry it has taken a minute to reply! Been away for a while. Glad it truly helped...! That is literally all I write for...

[Matthew Kult]

Depression has away to grab one by the undies and dig in that wedgie. Sucks really but we can only be strong, hope it passes, and keep a true realization that we are the purest of talents and abilities. Easier said than done.

Always and with love

Jayden D.

[Chase Dylan]

Thank you, Jayden, it means a lot to hear appreciation for this one, but also saddens me... Your excellent expression of understanding rings clear that depression is not an uncommon enemy... Always, saying something is much easier than doing it, heh...

[Matthew Kult]

Indeed. You are welcome

Matthew

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was wonderful. I just loved the "rat's uncle"...never heard that one before. The write is filled with a sort of self-doubt or even self-loathing perhaps...a sort of depressing demeanor that exudes a sense of being lost and desperate. But then, there is hope and courage here...a grabbing of the boot straps to pull the self out of self-pity and into action. I like that. I think we've all been down that road at one point. I see some great original descriptive work here as well. I enjoyed.

[Chase Dylan]

Oh wow, what a wonderful review, thanks so much, Fabian... This was inspired by Chester Bennington's suicide, so I am glad it imparted these feelings...

[Joey Nizz]

This is very deep and unique, you word choices were spot on and the rhyming is very distinctive.

Thanks for writing this.

[Chase Dylan]

Thank you for reading, Joey

[Joey Nizz]

Your welcome :)

[Jimmy Yetts]

A clever and colorful creation.
Depression can be a living death--as if the soul's pilot light is flickering.
High-level work, S!

[Chase Dylan]

Thank you, Jimmy

[emmajoy]

' I'm crowning myself king of flawed reason...
For the reason I stand alone most the time...'

Those words touch mind and heart, Silente.. and all the before and after until that very last phrase which jolts sense into near tears.

Apart from that.. you've used your unique style to best display in this poem.. your words recount thougths past, present.. and a wondering about how things are.. but you do it in pensive tone, maybe. Special

[Chase Dylan]

Thank you, EJ

[emmajoy]

Welcome, Silent

[Chase Dylan]

If you know who Chester Bennington was, this was actually sparked after his suicide. (He was the lead singer of the band Linkin Park)

[duff]

I like this bro. The message is such an important one so respect for you keeping the spotlight on the issue. We hear you loud and clear my friend. I hope you're well and I'm always here man.

[Chase Dylan]

Thank you, Duff

[duff]

You bet man.