Lethe

the wounds that I have suffered and tears that I have shed
every time you touched me there were voices in my head
speaking to me softly telling me our time was done
to pack my bags and say goodbye and head off at a run
but you, you were too much for me, I never could break free
the chains that you had bound me with meant I could never flee
so in the end I took the only road to freedom I could find
dived into the Lethe and swam right out my mind

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  1. damommza

     /  October 20, 2013

    Dark, almost scary…the thought that you’d rather be dead than remember…I think the “dark” tag is very appropriate…and this deserves applause.. 🙂

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    • The thing with the Lethe is it washes away all memories, so the diving into it needn’t necessarily be death, it could be alcohol, or drugs… But not a happy poem, no 😀

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  2. damommza

     /  October 20, 2013

    I thought you had to be dead to drink from it so it washes away all your memories and then you can be reincarnated? Still very dark and strangely spooky..

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