Cataleptic Ending

Needing to get out of the revolving door

Described as deceit

It’s hard to explain the mystic

Of this gravitational force

Who’s course of action

Has handcuffed my persona

Into a suppressed routine

Of daily mundane monotony

I want to express

The need for change

Yet my morale boosters stock has fallen

The evidence is shocking

The value of it is worth nothing more

Than mere change within the loose pockets

Of my estranged memory

Happier times had clearly

Come about at one point in life

What age range can I claim

To offset the vague strife

I endured

While being trapped within life’s

Subliminal sabotaging revolving door

The sound of my gasping next breath

Will give me the strength

To break the whirlwind of dizziness

I’ve sustained

A new face will convey

A breakthrough conversation

Needing to take place during the foray

I can’t erase this one fatal choice

Mistakenly claiming distress

As my own personal voice

I somehow used it for communicating the coarse

Of my deeds

Opening up a self sabotaging door

By force

A personal travesty

Brought on by me

Within my final hour of being

Human

Reviews

[K.]

"trapped within life"s Subliminal sabotaging revolving door"
a familiar feeling shown fantastically.
well done

[Emerald Seas]

A deeply penetrating free style write. Truth sets us all free - even if it is a painful process. Forgiveness - a powerful tool to exercise with others, but sometimes more importantly within ourselves in order to live a better life, a happier life. This is an excellent poem - one of my favorites from your collection here. Well done.

[kublakhan27]

I think this is my new favourite piece from you...I love the imagery and the urgency in the flow, which is really driven home by the "revolving door" image...nice work^^