What a Mockery

March 10, 2010
By Pjsymons GOLD, Hurst, Texas
Pjsymons GOLD, Hurst, Texas
15 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Speak only if it improves upon the silence" ~Gandhi

Itching repetition
Swings to and fro
Illuminates this lonely room
But mocks my sanity.
It tempts my anger,
As i get far from thee.
A distraction from
The focus i never had.
Excuses accumulate,
while I avoid the point.
Like a memory
Covered in Kerosene.
Your cigarette reserved,
Hearing my screams.
I never told you,
That all I could do,
Means nothing.
What a mockery.
It was never for You,
It wasn't about me,
I just wanted to make
This ambulance
Our Final Dance.

The author's comments:
I had to do Onsite photography for my school and a prompt word we had was Acheivement. So i took pictures of acheivments, collaged them and then named it "Really Rather Small" (Beggars by Thrice) because i thought it was a joke to say we have acheived these great things when in comparison they are so trivial and empty. This poem is speaking the same way about acheivements but also a strange kind of love.

Similar Articles


This article has 0 comments.

Parkland Book