This piece is more hopeful and is about leaving behind all the
empty fears, empty people and their empty bull shit promises
and negativity that does nothing but drag you down!
While wasps fall spent upon the floor
Extracted stings, no pain, no more
For now that all their venom’s gone
Perhaps the time has finally come
Just to leave them all behind
Sad empty vessels now so weak
Talk in tongues yet seldom speak
Presumed powers now dispersed
No longer in their lies immersed
Slashed and bled by razor rushes
Painting portraits without brushes
Though the palette’s all but spoilt
Not lost in vain shall be hard toil
Dark nothing’s sap pride’s energy
Like Autumn rot that clings to the trees
To splinter Winter’s glacial Earth
Bask in the Sun of Spring’s rebirth
It’s time to leave them all behind!
Original Dark Poetry.
Copyright © Craig Detheridge.
2015 – 2017.
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