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Bitter-sweet,No Difference,Perish Beside Me

January 7, 2017
By NM121 SILVER, Poughkeepsie, New York
NM121 SILVER, Poughkeepsie, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Miracle is another name for hard work" ~To The Beautiful You


Dark rooms.


Locked doors.


Not a window in sight.


My new forever home.

 

All things "good".


For me,


were all things bad.


All things that give "hope"


were my highway to Hell.

 

Between all chronic or abrupt emotions.


Whether they be virtuous or faulty;


I percieve no difference.


All good is intertwined with bad,


in this retched bitter-sweet world...

 

What's the difference


between a stake and a plus sign,


when every addition to my life,


were the death of me?

 

What is the difference


between beside and away,


when the ones beside me,


would'nt stop pushing and shoving


me away?

 

What's the difference


between humane and inhumane,


when the "humane" isolate,discriminate,


Act more inhumane,commit more immoral deeds,


then those accually acused and locked up?

 

What's the difference


between something and nothing


when people always tell me


"You have something to live and strive for"


or


"You have a place in life to be happy for,"


but I continuously asertain nothing there?

 

All these put me here.


Locked.


Trapped.


No one present to save me


The one prison.


The one facility no one can reach,


dare to discover.


My mind.

 

Worthless,shallow,broken.


Is what I undoubtably am percieved by,


approved by noneother than myself.

 

All you bitter-sweet beings,


In this bitter-sweet world,


shall perish;


Just as I am,


if you dont stop.


Stop our madness.


Stop our pain.


"The grass is'nt greener on the other side"


Is what is said.


Is what is true;Is what is life.


I know firsthand,


The terrifying grasp of man,


staggering down upon me.

 

Answer my plees,


Answer my cries.


Please dry our eyes.


Save those who still have the chance,


The will to be saved.


Give them their own ecstacies.


Or else they will aquire the curse of no difference.


That terrible curse;


Should perish alongside me.


Bitter-sweet,no difference,perish beside me..

 

~last wish, last plee for help,last breath,follow alongside me,and my trail of tears.


The author's comments:

I hope you enjoy this even though it is a bit grim (okay alot).

Anyway I hope you unlock the full meaning to the poem and give it lots of love ^.^!


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on Apr. 25 2018 at 10:55 am
WolfWhisperer0911 BRONZE, Austin, Texas
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@NM121 Great poem! :)