Purged - Poem
Purged
How long shall I continue sitting cross legged
across the fence of insanity?
How long shall I continue sleeping
atop the bed of solitude?
How long shall I continue to wander aloof
Along the lonely streets of depression?
How long shall I continue to shoot at the skies
With blood lustful eyes?
Muddled in the gutters of pains
Drenched in the soak-away of rejection
For I have loved to insurmountable heights
And now I but drop from its nozzle
My tea's gone cold
I don't want breakfast anymore and sleep has left me far behind
To lay wasteful in the vineyard of cupid
If my heart don't beat anymore, would it kill me?
If I sit on a brimstone of fire, would it burn me?
The more I think, the more tipsy I become
the more I drink, the less frisky I become
The more I sleep, the less risky life becomes.
So I'll just sleep the rest of my life
Till i'm purged
Credit: Lummidee
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Thank you!
I see. My bad. Guess I misunderstood the meaning.