Stoned Stupidity

Yes I am....

Stoned Stupidity

 

It is within this rock I sit

Encased in regret, solidified guilt mortality

Hurt friend’s tear drops etch’d

Dead for all sense and purpose

Shifting on ancient sand’s sorrow

Blistered by dire gale forces breathing

Stoic between cracks in the lies

Weathering at rapid paces of mistaken footsteps

A mausoleum of loneliness

Branded with hot iron’d deceptions

Deafened of heartbreak earthquake tremors

Hammer and chiseled contaminates

Crushed bits of worthless rubble

Scattered in anguish’d apologies

Stoned by stupidity…

 

…dust on the wind

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

Reads like some serious depression. Good poem Jack

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

"Crushed bits of worthless rubble

Scattered in anguish’d apologies"

Friends should be forgiving and anguished if hurt of another occurs but the other side has to take that in consideration since the motives are all love and caring. We encase regrets between allegories and metaphors of our innocent doings and search for a way out in our struggles...A wonderful and heartfelt poem...:)...................

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Sami. But every once in a while stupidity rears its ugly head and you have to pay the price.

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha. I understand..You are welcome...:)......................