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Howard Pyle

Rejection; Depression

Rejection
a Word
I Know
All too Well,
a Word
That Has Burned a Hole;
Marked my Soul.
Driven me To be a Lone.
Never to Know Home,
to Own Nothing,
But Scars I Can Not Hide;
That Multiply
With Each Passing Day.
They Weigh One After Another;
Suffer.
That Is the Bread I Break,
the Ache
of Never a Praise
or a Raise
to Lift me a Moment
From my Torment.
my Eyes Search
For Why
This Has to Be my Fate
& May Be
I Cry
Just a Little
When I Remember
It Is Too Late,
To Begin a New;
to Bloom.
So I Huddle In my Covers
& Dream Dreams of Death.
For I Have Not the Courage Yet,
to Die;
Sublime
& In my Mind
I Find
Depression At Its Best,
a Laughing Joke,
Another Poke;
That I am Neither a Live or Dead
Just Shambling Through
One More Room
In This Tomb
I Call Life
& I Wonder To my Self
Could This Be a Test;
Then I Smile;
Liar.
Don’t Bother Trying
It Will End
Just Like the Rest.
So Don’t Sit & Fret.
It Can’t Be Met,
Perhaps It’s Time
to Rile Up
the Demons In your Breast;
To Summon Up
All the Angst & Hate
& Serve Them Up a Bitter Plate
Rife With Gun & Knife.
So They May Share
the Loss That Is my Life.
These Are the Things
That Swirl Through my Brain,
That Drive me InSane;
Red,
Raw,
Murder.
Shall I Take your Hand
ForSake This Land
or Am I too Weak,
Another Loss I Think.
Another Rejection
to Add to my List of Depression,
a Debilitating Disease
That Will Have you On your Knees.
Not Good For a Thing
That Is How It Has me
With Out
Hope
#B27321 

https://theprose.com/post/146018/rejection-depression

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Fulchran-Jean Harriet

Fulchran-Jean Harriet

Hello Pete

Go Down
the Street
&
Call me
From
a Pay
Phone
you Know
the Plan
10 Before
& 10
After
On Demand
Take
the Money
To
the Mortuary
&
Place It
In the
Urn
InSide
you Will
Find
a Card
With Some
Words
Fuck Up
These Directions
& It
Will Be
your Turn
#B27321 

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Eugène Delacroix

Eugène Delacroix

Leighton’s Projector 

I Have Done It.
I Have Created the Projector,
a Portal to Another Dimension.

X

or What Ever the Inhabitants

of This Hellish World,
the Shadow People Call It.
Long Have I Fought

These Delusions of a Fragmented Mind.
Now,
They Will Find

That my Insanity was No Laughter.
That These Were the Demons

That Escaped the Chest,
Till Only Hope was Left.
These Were the Maladies,
Our Second Selves.
All Our Fears & Self Loathing,
Like Diseased Bags In the Wind.
Purge This Land

Till Only God Man Is Left Standing,
We can Win.

Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line 

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Andreas Achenbach

Andreas Achenbach

Fjord
Of my
Father
my Blood
I Offer
To Ride
the Dragon
Ships
Once
Again
To Know
the Whale
Road
As Of
Old
Not the
White
Liar
Odin
I Call
On
Thee
‪#‎B27321‬

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Yule Logs

Yule Logs

a Call
to Arms
&

a Red
Feast
Broken
Bodies
Of my
Brothers
In Heaps
I Alone
Remain
to See
This
Butchers
Bill
Paid
So the
Faces
In my
Head
may Sleep
&

the
Voices
That have
Troubled me
For so
Long
Cease
to Speak
‪#‎B27321‬

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N. C. Wyeth

N. C. Wyeth

Dog Brothers
your Thought.

The Original

Daws

Defined Elric

for me.

MournBlade,

my Bride.

I think

I may

have to

Write

a Short

Featuring

that Sword.

MournBlade,

my Bride

Through Time.

I Found
This
Black Blade
In the House
of my Father
Neglected
all most
Hidden ……

She Had Gone
Through
Many Names
But the One
I would
Come
to Call
Her ……

#B27321

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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

Amra

Stands

Before

the

Man

they

Call

the

Mountain

Sword

&

Board

Blood

&

Bone

The Lion

Roars

Splitting

Helm

&

Brigandine

to the

Knee

Strike

my

Shield

I will

Meet

Thee

Said

He

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