Pure Truth

Monday 15 February 2010 11:25 PM

Darkness envelops me with no hope for a light

I am in a state of beleaguer, exhausted by the fight

I sit with myself and brood, what could it of been?

Everything I dreamed about, gone and ill foreseen

I was deceived for a long time, being set in a trance

Small angels shielding my eyes, all they could do was dance

You were becoming, a real charm

But that did no good, more so a lot more harm

It was simply a mere dalliance

There was no spiritual alliance

Our love was dulcet and fake

As healthy as a lolly, a real mistake

However when I was around you I was filled with ebullience

You were my elixir, creating a real resilience

When I saw you I thought it was ethereal

A spectral illusion, too good to be true

You seemed to float with a true eloquence

It truly was an anomalistic magnificence

I was blinded by light

Impervious to the poison of spite

The envelopment of elysian overcame my soul

I was twisted to dig my very own hole

I was dumbed by the redolence of your scent

Your body was like a holy and almighty sacrament

A sense of longing consumed my heart

Longing for acceptance is simply the start

It was never to be, I realize that now

It seemed so perfect… I ask myself how?

Our destinies were entwined

Now all I can do is simply rewind

Cut away the past like a murderous cancer

It was merely a flickering flame, a one-night dancer

The grief felt like an eternity, severing part of my soul

Now all that I am left with is a gaping hole

A consuming void lethargically growing in size

Like a cancerous tumor, causing my very souls demise

All I can do is wait as it slowly consumes me

No feeling, no hate just being inertly lonely

This must not be sempiternal!

Entry into denial

I see a light

A way out of this eternal night

Light is never the truth, existence is an illusion

What is life? It surely cannot be this everlasting strife?

I am the deceived

By all, I have never received

Highs and lows ENOUGH!

ENOUGH LIES!

The mind internally cries

What is the truth? Where is the truth?

Any man would dissolve if he encountered the truth!

The mental state is an interesting thing

We internally beg for a beginning

Why are we what we are, that we must ignorantly follow woes?

We are a peril to ourselves, hazardous foes

We stand in front of cupid’s arrow

And we get mowed down in the heart, left completely fallow

We see illusions of the truth making everything false

Is it power? Is it respect? Everything guised to be FALSE!

True life? FALSE!

The truth? LIES!

A being without hope is a twisted thing indeed

It lives a life with no requirement, no physical need

Is hope real? Hope of a better tomorrow?

Or are we all being deceived by her, the fabulous guise?

Who is the alpha and the omega?

What are we supposed to do in the middle? Simply put, silently linger

Life is finite, there comes an end

What is after that… wait and depend

 Brenton Di Cesare