This is coming from a dark place, I am not sure why.


Coffee Anyone?


My mood evokes a noisy silence
Coffee, muffins, memories fade
Defined by an obsessed desolation
Where a vacuum of thought persists

I sit on the edge of survival
Awaiting the end game
Where a carriage
Black as midnight awaits

Uncontrolled control frustrates
A theme that is not defined
Where planned tranquility
Is lost as motivation empties

Mindless snippets of conversation
Becomes a demonic passenger
Feeding a troubled psyche
Devoid of reality understanding

Emptiness fills this fate
Distraction leaves no excuse
Brooding energy remains
Screaming noiseless into oblivion

Scuttled ideas for another time
Aimlessly write their way
On a disappearing empty page
Of a mind losing originality



Poetry by Kee Zealy The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-06-14 at 19:22

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
This is dark from beginning to end, no redeeming light in the final lines. It feels honest, and whatever the cause, despair needs its words as well as the more positive emotions. Very well written, very somber.
2016-06-15