I Am So Used To Feeling Dead Inside It's My New Normal
Infelicitous
by: Rob Paquin
7/1/2017
Remembrance and retention.
Things that I care not, to mention.
Concepts..., so convex,
Bereft,
Of attentions.
Learning, while living.
All life's lessons still giving;
The dormant..., swift torrents,
Of torment.
Misgivings.
Time's turning and burning.
All my curses still yearning.
Hellacious..., vexatious,
So ostentatious,
And spurning.
I wallowed and wandered,
With my feelings all squandered.
Neglected.., dejecected.
Thoughts Inflected,
And pondered.
Still, I slip and I slide,
Through those dark thoughts that reside.
Trying..., still crying.
Just dying,
Inside.
©~ The Snowdog
by: Rob Paquin
7/1/2017
Remembrance and retention.
Things that I care not, to mention.
Concepts..., so convex,
Bereft,
Of attentions.
Learning, while living.
All life's lessons still giving;
The dormant..., swift torrents,
Of torment.
Misgivings.
Time's turning and burning.
All my curses still yearning.
Hellacious..., vexatious,
So ostentatious,
And spurning.
I wallowed and wandered,
With my feelings all squandered.
Neglected.., dejecected.
Thoughts Inflected,
And pondered.
Still, I slip and I slide,
Through those dark thoughts that reside.
Trying..., still crying.
Just dying,
Inside.
©~ The Snowdog