Dysphoria in the End

Poem by: Mawuena Quist
In the room of ignominy have I shut the portal from praises.
Left alone, the mirror on the wall stripped naked from all the pride.
My face comforted in my palm I have left because my pride cannot be sublimed in this shame.

Outside the chamber from sitting on the bed of roses.
But here I am being suffocated from the pageant smell of dead mice.

Running from ostensible affection and here am I resting on a couch waiting to be removed from my leg nail.
The nail of self-gratification a deception of self-love claim incurred from the fake humans in the mind.

Is no night but I have shut the door hoping for the victory of light.
But I am going to die if I vanquish darkness since I am my darkness and I do not want to fail to prevail.

What if morning comes since nothing lasts except change and so the morning light will end my life?

Oh, I am rather on a train!
Do I stay on it and reach my destination of death? 
Or do I jump from it to meet my untimely peril?

I have no certainty  of what lies ahead 
That is why the day I hop on this train is a bad omen.
I do not know how I got on it, I happened to meet those cruising on it making mirth.
Forget, the name of the train is life and no one gets out of life alive.

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DD said…
Nice one. Keep it up
22 October 2023 at 23:57
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