Achaean News

Previous Article | Back to News Summary | Next Article
Poetry News Post #6226

Thoughts

Written by: Treischt
Date: Monday, June 24th, 2024
Addressed to: Everyone


If I could unwind my mind,
Where would I begin?
I get so unkind,
Time and time again.

I find myself picking at strings,
Like they'll pick my fights.
Instead of music or comfort,
They swink and groan;

"Leave me alone,
Don't you think,
You can't atone."

I keep searching for clarity of mind,
Learning it's something I'll never find.
I draw more lines around my time
But still I grow more confined

Though it's simple
To feel the warmth wrought by skin,
It dies and it cools,
Somewhere within.

You try to calm my thoughts,
Tell me it's my backward feelings
Making me hate all I find,
Realizing I've only wasted time.

I tried and I tried,
But my rivets turn to rust.
I tried and I tried...
And I turned into dust.

All my thoughts that can't be tamed,
Won't stop, just inspire pain
They're the reason I'm afraid.
And I'm only trying to be sane.

I've grown so numb to your affection
Raining down on me.
Your warmth, your love
It sears my body,
Yet still washes
Away
From me.

You tell me I need to stay,
You're not like anybody.

Still, I want to leave
Please, just let me grieve.

Because I'm just like everybody,
But you're not like anybody.

And I...
I can't do this alone.

So don't leave me to be!
Don't leave me to bleed!
I must persist, keep hope-
But anger won't resist,
And I must refrain-

Or you'll feel it too;
All the rage in the rain

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Lupar, in the year 949 AF.


Previous Article | Back to News Summary | Next Article
Previous | Summary | Next
Poetry News Post #6226

Thoughts

Written by: Treischt
Date: Monday, June 24th, 2024
Addressed to: Everyone


If I could unwind my mind,
Where would I begin?
I get so unkind,
Time and time again.

I find myself picking at strings,
Like they'll pick my fights.
Instead of music or comfort,
They swink and groan;

"Leave me alone,
Don't you think,
You can't atone."

I keep searching for clarity of mind,
Learning it's something I'll never find.
I draw more lines around my time
But still I grow more confined

Though it's simple
To feel the warmth wrought by skin,
It dies and it cools,
Somewhere within.

You try to calm my thoughts,
Tell me it's my backward feelings
Making me hate all I find,
Realizing I've only wasted time.

I tried and I tried,
But my rivets turn to rust.
I tried and I tried...
And I turned into dust.

All my thoughts that can't be tamed,
Won't stop, just inspire pain
They're the reason I'm afraid.
And I'm only trying to be sane.

I've grown so numb to your affection
Raining down on me.
Your warmth, your love
It sears my body,
Yet still washes
Away
From me.

You tell me I need to stay,
You're not like anybody.

Still, I want to leave
Please, just let me grieve.

Because I'm just like everybody,
But you're not like anybody.

And I...
I can't do this alone.

So don't leave me to be!
Don't leave me to bleed!
I must persist, keep hope-
But anger won't resist,
And I must refrain-

Or you'll feel it too;
All the rage in the rain

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Lupar, in the year 949 AF.


Previous | Summary | Next