Nocturnal TransgressionsA Poem by Adam M. Snow
My nocturnal transgressions upon the hour; I seek the truth, my lips are sour. I humble again, what is becoming, A nightly whimper my flesh succumbing.
By: Adam M. Snow
My nocturnal transgressions upon the hour;
I seek the truth, my lips are sour.
I humble again, what is becoming,
A nightly whimper my flesh succumbing.
Silence becomes the voice of reason;
Agony follows upon my seasons.
My feelings of bliss, I do not feel,
My time alone, these scars don't heal.
I scourge all things from now to yore,
To lose myself even more.
I robbed myself of dignity;
I succumb malignity.
I quiver with fear,
As dawn draws near;
I humble again what is becoming,
A nightly whimper, my flesh succumbing.
© 2012 Adam M. Snow
Added on March 31, 2012
Last Updated on March 31, 2012
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Adam M. Snow
El Mirage, AZ
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