Falsehoods

Falsehoods

A Poem by Seline Smith
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My first piece on this website, I'm excited to see what people think.

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A gut-wrenching sentiment. 
Laid to rest thick inside the basin of my entity.
Iron hot, pungent, and burning. 
It felt like molten lead being cemented within. 
I let out several hushed howls of agony. 
It seared and felt heavy, absolutely devastating.
Listening for the angel choir, the promised land we were taught to live by.
Instead ripples of unjust laws raged beneath and showered us in false convictions. 
Realizing now our values were only coping mechanisms made to keep us in line. 
Distraught and hysterical we clambered around a blood thick jungle and vowed to make it out alive. 
That to was a false pretense. 
Instead, we succumbed to nature's desires and became trifling beasts.

- we are each our own Devil, and we make this world our hell.

© 2020 Seline Smith


Author's Note

Seline Smith
I'm not a professional nor do I claim to be, I simply write words down and try to be creative. I do enjoy constructive criticism and feedback so please share your thoughts I'd love to hear them.

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Added on July 7, 2020
Last Updated on July 7, 2020
Tags: poem, humanity, dark

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Seline Smith
Seline Smith

Brooklyn, NY



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Young poet based in New York. I'm simply here to have fun and read cool stuff. more..