A Recipe for Disaster (The End)
by Oofki on Oct.24, 2011, under Poems
This is my last post here, but a new chapter will soon open. I leave all of my final thoughts below with passion:
Born into Hate - The thought of destruction makes it’s presence all too known,
Calmed - Cured - But I was still young,
Focus reveals - And the cries fade back in,
Love overwhelming - Almost if foretold,
At the summit - Miraculously higher I reach.
A light - A spark of idealism,
Soon to explode - Into a replacement for love,
A child’s once prized possession - Destroyed with the flood,
A picture perfect family - A picture perfect love - A picture perfect picture of…
Burnt in the arson’s revenge - Ashes have such little taste,
KILL thy neighbor - BURN in your imperfections,
I saw to their every fate - I sold them on their own graves.
Compassion is lost - Emotion to follow,
DROWN I will drown you - DIE I will kill,
I am satisfied until sober - A new day - A beginning,
LOVE but in haste - Try to fix what is broken,
By putting all the chips in - Giving until broken again,
Nothing more then projects - Most followed by disaster,
Chew just to spit - Losing my teeth makes me monster, again.
I now weep for my past - It’s the only emotion I get in,
I continue to drown - Yet, will not give in,
I payed for my doings - There is little left to win.
A journey was near - A calm in the storm,
Unexpected - Overwhelming with ideas,
To feel again - My bare feet, already bleeding,
Callused to numb - The first breath to reach without dying,
Was one of many - But the hardest has yet to come.