I Hate Myself for Liking You: A Poem
i
Despair,
depressing, weakening despair,
hovering over my sea of thoughts,
casting solemn shadows appearing from nought,
oh, billowing clouds of despair,
why do you render me helplessly desolate?
Reality,
struck hard like a bolt; reality,
vanishing my small ounce of hope into thin air,
crushing my feigned convictions into dusts of despair,
oh, blinding, fatal lightning of reality,
why do you render me so obsolete?
Gloom,
dark as the night, in envy of doom; spelling gloom,
as you pull me down, deeper into oblivion,
I cry for help, but in vain, I am caged in my delusion,
oh, haunting devils, dawning with gloom,
why do you render me so incomplete?
ii
I misled myself
into falling for you
so easy I was
swept over by your wave of charm
leaving me weak by your sparkling smile
a fool, I have been
extending my vulnerable heart
already scarred by deep wounds of yesterday
only to be left hanging by a thread of hair
as you leave me, isolate me,
ignoring my every presence.
Why do I always fall
for souls who will never save me
from my spiraling descent,
in a hole with no end
I dug myself into?
2/4/2007, 5.35pm
