With Everything Comes The Inevitable Blossoming Of Its Opposite - Poem by Nicole D'Settemi
I watch our love dissipate
Smoke in the air
Like everything else,
I'm sure it lingers somewhere
Ten millions tears
And now I am dead
But your inflamed ego
Mistakes the message for flattery instead
You love my pain
It feeds you, you say?
Does my obsession with death make you uncertain?
Well, I apologize if I'm ready to close the curtain
This play it has ended
The grand performance is finished
The actors fade out
As their spirits diminish
I wanted control, I wanted to own it
But the tasks seems impossible for just even a moment
To unravel my mind is to make it through a maze
And, I'm lost in the struggle
Of a cluster-fu*ked haze
With an army of soldiers, war floods my minds
As the bullets they rip, and they tear and they grind
Through the very fiber that produces a soul
But, something is missing;
There's a big gaping hole!
I cannot fit in, or be shoved in some slot
I cannot pretend to be something
Or someone that I'm not!
Because for every definition
There's a very thin line
So to search and comprehend,
It's an impossible find!
All that I see is opposites standing on one end from the other
Yet the line, it grows thin
And, soon their overlapping each other!
All of it bleeding, one thing into the next
As I try to understand;
Feeling like I'm cursed or I'm hexed!
So, try to define me! - go on, I dare you!
My happy place is fu*ked up,
My happy place, it would scare you!
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