The Shadow of Despair

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Volume Three

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The Shadow of Despair

This is about how its all my fault,
A tragedy sealed behind an impenetrable vault.
Mistakes made at every turn, demons lurking behind every corner
betrayed by my own hypocrisy, perhaps someone should alert the coroner.
Blame it on me, my failure your scapegoat, often the whispered joke.

I can feel the sinking of gravity as it pushes down on me,
I can feel the clash of depravity as it wages it's war within me.
The battle cry, the song of death as one day I will take my final breath.
With each passing day, I fail to find the words I desperately wish to say.

I have lost my sight, I have lost my way.
Grew distracted by the web of life,
mesmerized by all of the flashy and fancy lights
and like a month to the candle, drawn towards the flame.

I can run on and on, going no where fast,
running in circles, chasing forgotten dreams of the past.
Can you hear me? Can you see me? Have you become lost?

'Lost to the Shadows'
“Lost within the forest of sorrow,
hidden behind the mountains of pain.
Hope becomes a treasure of faith.
A forgotten lore, a path littered with traps
riddled by reminders of all the past mistakes
haunted and tormented by the few regrets.
My spirit remains strong in this time of chaos,
The desire to live, too survive at any cost.”

Look inside yourself, for the answer to this question.
Should divinity be born as an obsession?
Run the gauntlet and strive for perfection?
Wake up, we are trapped within this illusion, this dream
and we are starting to rot trying to figure out what it all means.

Sealed away in this crazy house, it's a game of cat and mouse.
Born into this mad circus, a game without any purpose
when did chaos reign in order, a storm of war one after the other.
A lone wolf, a lone voice, call it's bluff and make your choice.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hmmm, okay I had a real hard time putting this into the 3rd Vol. Due to the fact it will more likely belong to my next series of "Lost Treasures" So it may get moved it may not, I do not know yet but I hope you enjoy.

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SSmoothie's picture

Deeply affecting and very

Deeply affecting and very high quality work :) can't even find a word that will do it justice right now but I love it. Thanks.


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MatthewWayne's picture

Thank you :) your words are

Thank you :) your words are way to kind, I honestly never feel I should deserve the credit if people are moved or touched I am glad but I'd never consider my work high quality hehehe


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

exthias1983's picture

Nice...

Dude, this is very well written. Few people in todays world know how to speak as a true poet does, but after reading this Im convinced you at least have the right idea. I write in a similar, but different fashion. Similar because I just write what comes to my fingertips through my soul, though somewhat different in form. Still, I have enjoyed this poem. Nice work.

MatthewWayne's picture

:) you are all way to kind,

:) you are all way to kind, thank you and I will deff. check out your art when I get the chance, I'll add ya to my friends list.


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

Kater.Tater44's picture

You are really talented. I

You are really talented. I havnt been writing for very long but its the only thing ive ever felt superior doing. I hope one day i can be a least half a good as you are.

MatthewWayne's picture

your words are way to kind,

your words are way to kind, Thank you it means a lot to me when people tell me my art has reached them but I really do not consider myself as good as many people give me credit for. I simply write what I feel, I guess I could say I was blessed with some talent.


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

Elfy's picture

Its really good, i enjoyed

Its really good, i enjoyed it. Its all mystical and mysteryous, and yet sad and dream like. I hope your lost for long, you need to be found again, and come back out into the light. Hope you find your way back hon, cause its not good to hide or get trapped behind


-Elfy*

MatthewWayne's picture

Thank you, It's hard to

Thank you, It's hard to pinpoint a particular issue or problem when I write a piece like this. Since the symptom is so vauage it makes it difficult to pin down the cause of the "sorrow" or lost feeling as it were. It's probably just a funk I am in haha


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne