Dark feathers

Dark feathers of memories                                        
falling from skies
still tormented
hopelessly wonder
he does not long for me
put me in the past
just out of his sight
worthless for him
undeserving grim
it's a sword
inlaid on my chest
I bleed, agonize
as I've lost the fight.




Unfortunatelly after abusing youtube for a couple of days my assigned internet flow got to a near end. I'll be writing until it's over and then I'll wait until the 12th oct. for it to be back to normal. By now, I think my readers don't really like my poems as they mock  in silence(paranoic perhaps but no comments or reactions pretty much point to that). It's an awful feeling but I still have some more poems and a small tale to post.Anyway is my way to make a sort of catharsis.Some quotes that I would like to share: "The only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain" -Karl Marx -and "Reason may cure illusions but not suffering" -Alfred de Musset. Karl Marx promoted communism so any mental suffering people may have would be nothing to the pain of living painfully as ants.I wish, I had some physical pain to alleviate my mental suffering but I've learnt that both just pile together and it's even harder to overcome. Reason is great, makes you act morally correct, walk in the line, pain inside the lines, do as you are told,etc but illusions make life glow and when someone lose that due over reasoning life is opaque.