To Laugh Once More
To laugh once more.
By Ephemeral_Dreams
The blood red sun rises, painting the skies amber.
My beet red irises, breaking my ties asunder.
What binds me to this world, so dark and empty.
What kind of pains to unfold, so stark yet temping.
My arms so sore, my legs clenching painfully.
The clothes that cling to me, soaked with sweat.
But why does it feel so empty, the pain incomparable.
This nakedness I feel, despite the layered masks.
Tis time to be asleep, to escape these dreaded lands.
It's nigh beginning of a workday, alas I have none.
But it's slumber that is my drug, my savior.
The one thing that provides me with escape, from this land of scars.
Despite this truth, despite the lies.
I can't help but wonder, where is my love yonder?
I didn't ask for much: riches, fame or bitches.
I don't hope for a lot, just survival and relative comfort.
Only to laugh once more, before my life is no more.
A sonorous exclamation of my joyous emotion.
Without a single regret of weighted chains holding me down.
Just to laugh one more time, to feel that unrestrained joy.
It's not once that I cursed myself, my mind.
The all-capable device overpowering many a super computers.
Alas I'd rather trade for a goldfish, shortened memories.
To truly forgive and forget. For the wounds to stay closed.
Sleep does not come, only more memories and untruths.
Until the darkness overtakes me, without a moment's notice.
I wonder if this is death, how it will really be.
How will my life end, would it matter how or when?
I realize the truth, the unconquerable desire.
The only thing I want, that I'd so desired beyond all.
Even above love, a mate, a warm embrace.
Something so simple, that which is so often faked.
Only to laugh once more, truly happy to my very core.
A joyous proclamation of my emotions.
Without a single strand of regret preventing true tranquility.
Just to laugh once more, to free my strained heart.
The morning comes again, but a part of me is left behind.
The night passes quietly, not a whisper of thought.
These jumbled thoughts of mine, accursed memories of mine.
The ever flowing rivers of time, uncaring of the scars on my hide.
Await I do until that day, where I can laugh just once, truly and only.
All the pains and rainstorms will be nothing, against the joy I will find then.
All the roads I traveled, the scars I have collected.
Have all been just for that one day, one moment.
Only to laugh once more, before my life is no more.
compilation of recent ponderings and such during the late hours after gym visits and realizing how far I'd fallen...of sorts? Again, criticisms are welcome. Thank you for reading :)
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