I love my life, I hate my life,
Behavior of the rupture in my being –
The wonderful and beautiful it keeps me from seeing

Creating self-loathing, asinine behavior;
A constantly vociferous inner struggle,
Fatigue inches me ever close to the judgment of the savior.

Rays of hope I’ll try to smuggle
In times of spiraling disheartening inner monologue,
Lest a short eulogy become my epilogue

Meandering blind, I cannot find what I have lost
My path to genuine emotions remains uncrossed

Always a buffer, emotionless cold thoughtful logic
This collected mind creates a life, less tragic

© Luis Valencia


About luisydomonique

Poetry Year Long Project between Luis Valencia and the Brilliant, Beautiful, and Vivace Domonique Celeste Alcaraz.
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