Thursday, November 7, 2013

Wayward Affairs



Tainted tears fill this ocean sized void where despondency festers.
The pounding of temperamental tidal waves billowing down upon the heart,
bringing about a sense of dreadfully wretched self-loathing.
Each day becoming a reverie of the things hoped for;
each night plummeting into murky expanses of the mind.
Drifting along aimlessly within a vessel built solely of trepidation.
Each fleeting second rips apart a dissipating soul.
The fairer ones seduce like lusty eyed sirens desperate for the crash;
the intrepid ones scoff at his opposition with crude disdain.
Attempts to take it all in stride fracture an already battle-weary soul.  
Yet he sets sail upon his ship of broken dreams when twilight dawns,
desperately seeking a companion to navigate these plagued waters.

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