{"sf1_id":936951,"sf2_id":"ZmMkGDl1","title":"Despair, my Dear","author":"Shadowed","words":281,"posted_at":"2015-11-24T01:50:00.000Z","tags":["Anger","Emotion","Emotional","Poetry","Progression","Sorrow","guilt"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/936951-despair-my-dear","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZmMkGDl1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d5/d4/d5d44bbe-feec-4c40-9d28-45f4bad1a7c4","description":"","content":"Despair, my dear, so cold to all, you know me all too well.  \nI hurt so much, and all because I've built up my own hell.  \nMisery, mistress, bittersweet, you know me by first name.  \nYou taunt and gloat as my bleeding heart, it refuses to be tame.  \nAgony, sweet and pure, only as I break,  \nMy heart for you, so destitute, and distraught in your wake.  \nSolitude, shy, and timid, you plea to be hid from all.  \nYou built up, around us both, a dark and lonesome wall.  \nDespair, my dear, you're all I fear, and yet You're all that's left.  \nMy heart is cold, and I've grown old. Of friends, I am bereft.  \n  \nHatred, brother, you warm my heart, and drive me to go on.  \nYou drove away the blue and grey, the shadows are all gone.  \nAnger, rage, you break my cage, and the wall that I had built.  \nHard and true, I fight for you, and win over all....  \nSave guilt...  \n  \nAshes of pain left in the wake  \nghosts of what I burned.  \nAfter all the suffering,  \nwhat is it I have learned?  \nI stand alone, and must atone.  \nI see with clearer eyes.  \nLook up now, see with me, how,  \nTears rain from the skies.\n\n\u0026nbsp;In this hell, within my shell,  \nWhat is left of my soul...  \nIt burns to black, no going back,   \nI feast upon the coal.  \nMemories return, even as I burn,  \nThey haunt me even still.  \nA home, long-lost, my friends, accost...  \nI say this with no thrill.  \n  \nThis is not art, but of my heart.  \nThis pain, I know so well.  \nThe simple fact is just that...  \nYou never escape hell.  \n  \n  \n\n"}