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Poetry

Forever Wrong

I walk the wrong path

Or rather I’m am wrong on my path

Every step I make begets another’s wrath

I am always reminded that I’m wrong

At this point this haunting tune is my song

A them rife with a game show error gong

Just fucking once I’d like to hear “Good job!”

But nope, they’ll never appreciate this blob

At this point I don’t even sob

Forever is my destiny to be one who fails

The guy trying go forward with holes in my sails

The one who is swallowed by the gales

This is my sad familiar song

The one that’s been playing so long

The ballad of one who is forever wrong

-Pietic Ice

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Poetry

Light and Dark

The darkness within the light

Ever present ready to break the surface with fright

It’s never far away

Always there, every single day

You thought you were a hero

The world reminded you that your worth is zero

So the darkness is strong

Ever proving the light is wrong

You tried to pray to those above

Lamenting that you wish you were full of love

Wishing your prayers keep the Gods fed

But the crushing pain in your chest tells you God’s dead/

The darkness is ever devouring

Swallowing you down into acid ever scouring

Fist unclenched, loss of will to fight

The darkness has surrounded the light

All light starting to dim and fade

The luminescent swan song is being played

The darkness is all there is, all there will be

The light within dampened, trapped for all eternity

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Poetry

A letter….

If I wrote you a suicide letter would you reply?

If I let my ink run out, would you let it dry?

Do I have to leave you bereft?

Just to summon the person who left.

Urging the comeback of the man I was

A person who had confidence in all he does

Now I’m adrift in a dark sea

Suffocating in the thought of me

I hate myself, and I’m to blame

Pretty sure I’m clinically insane

Emotions buried down, heart stopping

My two kids, the only thing keeping me from dropping/

I’m constantly climbing out of an insurmountable hole/

Shedding layers of my soul

It would be easier to cease all breath

Welcome the cold embrace of death

They say get hobbies and time will heal

But I have no hobbies, and it hurts to feel

Every second of every day is pain

I crave relief, but my kids make me refrain

But how long will that win?

What can stop this immoral sin?

Maybe I’ll try to talk, write a letter.

Maybe if I vomit words I’ll feel better.

Take a blade to my wrists let the ink flow

Let’s give miracle prose a go.

I’m writing you a suicide letter, will you reply?

But my ink is running out, will you let it dry?

-Poetic Ice

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Happy boy, Sad man

My sweet spring bore a bitter winter

But I can’t recall where my life began to splinter/

I was loved, was the happiest of progeny

Now it seems I’m employed by the depression agency/

This surely wasn’t my life’s plan…

Happy boy, Sad man….

My fragrant breeze of spring beget a pungent gale of winter/

But when did my smile burn to cinders?

I had the entire world, in control of its motion

Now I don’t even master my emotion

Disheartened, broken head of my clan,

The Happy Boy, and Sad Man

-Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Doing Better

I’m Doing better

I swear I’m doing better

But my chest pains Because we aren’t together

This is for the best

it’s really for the best

But I’m still waiting for someone to say I passed the Test

I’m going to smile

I’m really going to smile

Just know it’s going to be a beguiling fake for a while

I’m alone

I’ve chosen to be alone

I’ll never have enough love for another in my home

I’m doing better

I swear I’m doing better

Even if sometimes my cheeks end up wetter

-Poetic Ice

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Farewell 2021, Welcome 2022

Two thousand twenty one A.D.

Ripped, tore, tarnished and burned every part of me/

Lawful crime, politics, and pandemics

All harmed our souls with their gimmicks

2021 is a bitch I want to cast away

Bring in 2022 for a welcome stay!

21 was rife with death, stench foul

With so many tears soaked in I couldn’t throw in the towel

It was too heavy like my heart

Dazed and confused I didn’t know where to start/

But come the first you’re dead to me 21

Wish I could say it’s been fun

I’m jumping into 2022

Emotional pounds? Yeah I’m shedding a few

I’m leaving you behind, stuck in the view rear!

Be blessed world, Happy New Year!

-Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Questioning Faith

Questioning Faith

Words absolute from a God unseen

Still reaping punishment from Adam and his queen

We are to blindly trust the voice in the wind

Even though it let the Devil fill it with Sin

Lucifer Morningstar tainted the air so mean

Exhaling death caused by COVID-19

Prayers go up

Clogging up Deaf Deity Ears

Time to change tactics, fueled by fears

It is obvious, but God have you gone insane?

Or was it just fun to hand Samael the reigns

I am probably doomed because I have this gall 

But I see it is time for a house call

Wrist slit, knock knock

I come before you today to bare my all

Ready to bum rush every angel and make them fall/

I want to hear it with these ears I own

As I drop to my knees before your throne

Angered by this blissful silver city up high

Crying you took my family, but Why?

The pain in my heart

Every single time I now draw breath

I am constantly reminded of a loved one’s death

But you will not answer me, will you?

Your words are reserved for very few?

Have your seraphim cast me into hell

Because the moment you stole my loved ones, I already fell

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Heaven’s Greedy

Heaven’s Greedy

The eternal paradise

Where your soul yearns to rise

Has been stricken with avarice

Where there is no limit to possibility

Every day is a tranquil stability

But lately it’s hiring the world with spiritually debility

A beautiful place with a beautiful role

Has now started to exact a toll

It’s become greedy and demands a soul

But not one, it craves the many

And yes the world has a plenty

It that doesn’t mean you can steal them from around me!

Why has paradise gotten so needy

Why are ppl I love taken from me!

When did Heaven get so greedy?!

I normally don’t question divinity

But all this theft has shaken my serenity

It’s always a soul that’s a kin to me!

Yet I know I’m not the only one lost

Everyone around me has paid this cost

All our tears have begun to exhaust

I know there is a reason but it’s seems seedy

Maybe I’m the one that is being needy

But dammit Heaven’s Greedy!

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Trying to deal…


Sometimes when I close my eyes, I see
Amid the darkness I’m reminded

The images won’t let me be

I’ve yet to find the strength to bind it

Some days I’m stuck in an infinite loop

Being reminded of my helplessness 

It’s depressing enough to make me join a group/

But would that help my mental fitness?

I just stood there that day.

Internally screaming 

I fought hard to keep tears at bay 

Internally reaching

How do I completely move ahead

Part of me is still there

Part of me is dead

Now I’m emotionally volatile, is that fair?

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