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No Title Could Serve

Updated on May 9, 2011

Though the stars had aligned
The universe kept moving
And harmony was temporary
Just as it has always been

And must forever be

Perfection would cease
As the beating of hearts
Would slow and deplete

Mirages seem so welcome

When crossing the desert
Without hope of salvation
In desperate starvation
Yearning only for an illusion
To relieve the depression
Provide relief for the aching
Something soft and breathtaking
To bring a smile to a face
That knows only tragedy

The sickness knows not a cure

Only diagnosis and treatment
But relapse is guaranteed
As I fall again to my knees
Look to the heavens and plead
For an end to the suffering
As has been done repeatedly
Throughout unfortunate history
But turning the pages steadily

There is no twist in the story

And time continues its flow
Oxygen reaches the lungs
And the air tastes so stale
So empty, as despair
Seeps through the windows
Sealing shut my escape
From the confinement I face
Every breath that I take
Reminds me of a time

I was so very naive

And ready to take
This world head on
But my passion is gone
And my eyes once so bright
Becoming duller each night
Losing their light
And I fear that I might

Finally surrender

To the wind and the cold
That chills every bone
In my weakening body
As the frost bites my soul
And thus stops my heart
Dead in its tracks
The revelation of facts
Sinking into my mind
Which fought for so long
To be corroded by time

At last, rest is mine
No longer, I wake


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    • BeyondMax profile image

      BeyondMax 5 years ago from Sydney, Australia

      Oh, Ben. It's like looking at the mirror image of my own soul. Intense, hits home like no other!

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      Mark Lecuona 6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Yes.... what a great thought, substituting an illusion for depression... the idea that even a lie is better than the depths of suffering shows how deep this goes....

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      Caged Heart 6 years ago from a reflection

      "Yearning only for an illusion

      to relieve the depression." Those are my favorite lines. Very good, I like your writing style very interesting, I feel like I know a little something, like your writing is letting us all in on a little secret. Good job, I'll have to read more :)

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Hmm wow those comments were a pleasure to read, thank you all for that.

      As to reading it out loud, I have considered that lately.

      Not sure how that will turn out.

      Thanks again everyone :]

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      JadedLove 6 years ago

      Awesome Ben, you are right about the title. It pulled me in and hit it home as i read it.

      Johnny Love

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      Uriel 6 years ago from Lebanon

      Ben, this was simply beautiful somehow it brought a tear in my eye [but i think i hide it perfectly here in the library]. Simply one of the best things to ever read because i simply can relate to that especially with all what is going on right now. Amazing as usual to an extent that can't be explained. Talented as usual you have mastered the art of words but more importantly i believe you mastered the art of being human and writing on our behalf. Emotional, unique and simply not something you find everywhere in your day life. I would like to hear you read that at some point. [Perhaps record it and make it into a video?]

      Let it flow [as cris says] and God bless


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      attemptedhumour 6 years ago from Australia

      You are too talented for me to think that this applies to you, but your message is still believable. A nice large lateral step that works a treat. Cheers

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      Carolee Samuda 6 years ago from Jamaica

      Ben, I felt like this was a rap or a poetry reading piece. I don't know why but it felt like it had a particular rhythm to it. It felt good. I love it.

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      mckbirdbks 6 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      This is different for you. A well paced tempo. And know that a lot of water passes under the bridge, fight the current.

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      Shalini Kagal 6 years ago from India

      Like nighthag, I am speechless. So much despair and hopelessness and yet so much beauty as you sink down to your fate. No twist in the story maybe, but you've captured the emotions so wonderfully!

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      Twilight Lawns 6 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

      A constant spiral downwards. Very unlike your other poetry, Ben. I like it a lot, but it's so dissimilar.

      I like Mentalist's comment. It's just a perfect comment.

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      Elizabeth99 6 years ago from Milwaukee, WI

      Ben, sorry I haven't been commenting :( things are falling apart back home lol. Beautiful and dead on. Right when you think you have everything figured out, it all goes crazy again and all you want to do it give up, and that rest seems ever fitting, but going on is always worth it at some point. Good job!!!

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      K.A.E Grove 6 years ago from Australia

      WOW, I really am speechless by this one... so I will dance over you buttons and return at a later date to reread this.

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      Mentalist acer 6 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

      R.I.P Ben,you need the're too young to fade,but as the angst builds within,learn that going sideways is deemed a cup half full.;)