Christmas Sobbing, Said the Forlorn Ruin Star

 

Christmas
scarred
&
futile,
Happiness deranged.
Decay
in
cheers, lament.

 

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Despondency Act 10: Now Nothing

 

Once long ago –
I imagined reaching
beyond stardom;
sadly though, nothingness
is all I ever admire.

 

 

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Despondency Act 7: When you invite, No one shows up

 

Many are invited
no one attended;
disappointed in you,
excuse after another –
don’t even bother.

 

 

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Despondency Act 2: Hoodwink

 

Take pictures
of yourself,
full of glee & doubt.
Behind the scenes
we flirt with emptiness.

 

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Despondency Act 1: Edicius Dream

 

Suicide eyes dilated,
a lonely birthday cake –
hope old friend
my catacomb heart mourned.

 

 

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Don’t buy my Book, Just Burn it and Smile

 

My eyes observe all around in utter displease
nobody buys first time poets who look unease.
Why? Because I’m not well known or famous
when I die poor, you’ll remember me as less.
Politics favors the beautiful banal ones
I despise poetry and everything it’s done.
Maybe I should just put a bullet in my head
the coward in me is brave and thinking ahead.
There’s way too much egos, assholes, & competition
no support or income, hello world here I am your rejection.

 

 

 

Note: This poem is based on my own personal accounts.
Though I can’t say much…I know you’ve all have felt this same
feeling as I have. The state of displeasure, the reality of it, depresses me.
I’m only one person with his opinions.
I know I’m not saying much, so I’m expressing myself in code.
Please, do not be alarmed, I just needed to get this feeling out of my chest, that’s all.

If you’ve understood this poem, then you are with me and I am not alone.

 

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