My Dependence on Despair
Before anything else, let me make it clear that this is not another one of those sad posts that I normally make.
I was going through some of the poems that I made before and most, if not all, of them share only two themes: love and sadness. I find it very fascinating that people write the most beautiful lines when they feel these two emotions. In my case, I think some of my better poems were made when I was down; when I was nearing the brink.
I am just relieved that I have an outlet in writing. I never thought it would bring me a sense of peace and a security of sorts.
Expressing myself through writing has always been my therapy. Even though I despair most of the time, I’m still thankful that I have so much to write about. Life is all about attitude I guess. Everybody needs to have their perspectives made over. I hope this is the start.
"Before the Slumber"
by Zeus Martinez
I speak of a thousand heartbreaks.
I claim the sadness of the world.
and for the briefest of Eternities,
the tears start to fall.
And in the descent of water and salt
I find the union of hope and despair.
My eyes gaze upon the clear sky
which bades dark hues from afar.
I sing the saddest of songs
while caught in the dirge of innumerables
lazily making their way down the earth.
I am soaked but I am still thirsty.
It seems that I am otherwise trapped
in this fleeting melancholy
and I cannot wait to break free
to manage a faint smile before I sleep.
Like I said, the better ones were made when I was down. I guess for some people, inspiration will only come with tribulation.
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