Antagonists

Symphonies synchronously satisfy
strangely sad retributions
And your retired regrets remain
remotely available.
Aggravating antagonists assure
accusations will not cease
within your own subconscious.

Forgetting forever is fairytale
folly for the depressive.
Durability doubtlessly deceptive
to the public disguises
disgust with yourself.
Hurtful hymns, haunting hallelujahs,
and hateful hypocrisies heighten
your despair.

Your youth yearns for yellow yield signs.
Slow down.

-M.J.B.

Author's Note

Reviews and constructive criticism are much appreciated!!

Reviews

[Christopher Zayn]

I like the fluidity and premeditation of your alliteration, it doesn't come across as forced or confusing. this probably sounds foul but your depression brings space to this piece. I should know, its easy to express.

[MickeyJoy]

It doesn't sound foul at all, I really appreciate your input. Thank you so much for the positive feedback! My depression is the source of much of my inspiration, but I suppose it is that way for most, because it just consumes so much of your mind.

[Christopher Zayn]

honestly, my depression can conjure up some moving pieces, just wish that I could do it at will.

[terry smith]

I like your style the only yield I heed is the fruit from a tree...