Not Unlikely

Not Unlikely

A Poem by Bryad Polis Valentino
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An interpretive battle with myself.

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It's not unlikely that I'd die,


For your soul I've tried,


Losing wind, I curse myself,


Wishing to bind my inner heart,


Something made me feel, far,


Far, far, away from the light,

Where my soul separates,

Leaving me behind.

I'm a disgusting husk, at dusk,

A rapture of inner feelings,

The feeling that seeing is believing.


Don't fight me, I'm not going to lie,

I feel so far gone, down, on the ground,

Trust was lost when I cried,

Today, my spirit will die,

Flesh on fire, desire latent.

© 2019 Bryad Polis Valentino


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Bryad Polis Valentino
I want you to decide what this all means.

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Sounds like a spiritual battle. Fighting against something in yourself that you don't like. I can relate to it, if I'm actually interpreting it right.

When you continually do things that you don't want to do out of compulsion, it can feel like you're a husk or an automaton. Willpower is something that is cultivated. Dark entities are working against us. Sometimes we need the help of other entities.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Bryad Polis Valentino

5 Years Ago

It is exactly that. Sometimes, we don't know what dark or light is, confusing the two.

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Bryad Polis Valentino
Bryad Polis Valentino

Spokane, WA



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I was once called the seeker of truth but abandoned my way to learn how to show mercy. What I discovered was a gentle side with intense emotions. I refused to call myself evil, but feared that I indee.. more..

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