Only One Escape
In the wilderness of pain
Consciousness rules in vain
For there is only one escape.
For all it is worth
In the place of my birth
Many things have come forth:
The will to be weird
A longing to be revered
Prolonged discord of the senses
Which actually tenses
Distorting vision through lenses
Feeling humiliation without reprieve
And to truly believe
That we respond only to love and fear
All else far and near
Has us dying on the vine
Or suffering some derangement of the mind
Hear the Reaper knocking at your door
He is ready when you seem not
Because you have since forgot
That the grim day does surely come
To the living
When all is said and done.
So you must bid a bitter sweet goodbye
To those near and dear who cry
To pets who gave their loyalty
To pain which never once did lie
And reluctantly bow with humility
To the Messenger who has come
And has no need for your vanity
But only your final sigh
And to finally die.
Maria D’Alessandro 2012
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