My Quiet Desperation
You were right Thoreau when you wisely declared
That “Most men lead lives of quiet desperation.”
Why then should I care
If I bleed and despair
Or come to the realization
From careful calculation
That my life is filled with confusion
Where my mind and heart
Collaborate and come to a conclusion
Or perhaps even a delusion!
And thus lead me astray
Making me lose my way
Towards voluntary seclusion
Where I can diminish the affliction
Of love’s addiction
And softly dull the pain
Of a crumbled foundation
By beginning to think if love can exist
And decide for myself if I can ever resist
Or succeed to suppress or diminish the risk
Of upcoming dreams of some new temptation
And the prospect of sublime recreation
Which may creep in to stir
My quiet desperation.
© Copyright Maria D'Alessandro 2012. All Rights Reserved.
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