Misery, Spare Me

by Fathima Valliyangal aged 19

Misery, oh you sweet betrayal

How you made me succumb to mayhem,

of my own mind

The words so jumbled, I was aghast,

The thoughts couldn’t be put across

I tried, alright? I tried to be strong against,

you and your mighty impetus

But oh you, sweet misery

You make me puke with your anonymity,

the personification of pain,

was a person so strong, they collapsed me,

to nothingness, I was but, aghast

I couldn’t against the mass of my own misery

So I drowned in the poison of my thoughts

I let it reverb and repeat to my ears

They now form a sweet melody

Bittersweet misery, a conniving thing, ain’t you?

The Poetry Zone

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