Oh, sweet, sweet nectar
Of true depression,
How I lust for you,
And yet I loathe you.
Like the ups and downs
Of rollercoasters -
Exhilaration
And fear captivate.
The seed growing strong
In the bright black light
Fills me with the love
Of my sadistic
Grave masochism.
Oh the joy I know,
When my insides turn
To putrid grey ash
Before my own eyes,
And yet I feel it -
The pulsing of life
Throbbing with the sweet,
Sweet adrenaline
Makes me feel alive.
Oh how I hate this
Dark, dark depression
That claws at my heart -
That claws at my mind.
It slowly changes
Who I am inside -
Imperceptible
In its great effect,
Morphing me like clay
From malleable
To unbudging hard stone.
Hated depression,
I am addicted
To your sweet nectar -
Cannot live without
Its loving embrace.
I hate you, and yet
I love you so much.
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Simply Poetry
कविताA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
