Melancholia

  My eyes had been searching, For that perfect morning when The sun rises above the horizon Bringing along some fancy new hope I ask myself again if today is that day Will that journey ever begin, That I'd been waiting all along for Too many pebbles on my way Some seem like human faces Just like a river I move on Ignoring those little stones Breaking out of the loop of misery I feel like a spectator of it now Today I can offer my mind, The clarity and rest it needs

                                                                                                           Aflame with ambition, I am a tinder; Looking down upon the ungraceful cinders, In the swamp I am the largest gator, An unrivalled threat on land, In water the greatest predator. Rising from the ashes I am a phoenix reborn, Family and friends, long forlorn; Ripping prey to shreds with tenacity, Reawakened with unmatched perspicacity. Dead in the confines of the matrix; All they've ever done is play tricks; The rope sealing away omnipotence, severed. Now feared in every realm of human endeavor. I have grieved, I have cried; I have shivered, I have lied; In the eyes of this blinded world, inglorious; But I have gro...