I am a monster,
But I am also a failure.
I am the product of mislead society,
Hellbent with a benevolent guise.
My pain is my inspiration.
For I am December, so bleak and cold.
Fighting the blizzard of torment, icing my thoughts,
And clouding my judgment.
I'm so lost.
But I feel as though my words fall upon deaf ears.
I live in pure self destruction.
A pain so deep it can't be seen.
The light fades and I'm left alone.
I live day by day, year to year.
Filled with remorse and regret,
That grows ever larger with every passing moment.
I am December, to clean this pallet of feelings for a new year.
But just as the seasons are ever constant,
So is my demeanor on life.
Every year bodes the same.
Nothing ever changes.
And I'm still left all alone.
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