An Ode To Poe
Updated: Dec 19, 2021
Truth is an illusion.
No one really knows.
They just assume
and
believe.
If we don’t know the truth about reality,
then what’s the point of living a truthful life?
The darkness,
it’s a breath away.
It creeps up on you.
It knocks on your door,
begging to be let in.
It will tap at your window,
like a pesky raven.
If you crack the window,
he will make home in your soul.
He will tap at your brain.
You’ll hear him screaming at you,
when you get cut off in traffic.
You’ll feel the pecking,
when your boss exploits you.
You’ll feel his talons squeezing what's left of your brain,
when your friend sleeps with your ex.
If you let in the raven,
he’ll steal your gems
and make a nest where your heart used to be.
You’ll feel him flying around in your stomach,
when she leaves you.
If you let in the raven,
he will your gnaw on your insides
whenever you doubt yourself.
If you let in the raven,
he will poke at your eyes
whenever you ignore your problems.
You can try to drown him with booze,
but
booze is his drink of choice.
and he’ll get drunk along with you.
If you let in the raven,
he’ll repeat every negative thought you have
over
and
over
and
over
again.
If you let in the raven,
He’ll feast on your bones
and wash it down with the blood in your veins,
when your dog dies.
Let him tap.
Leave him out in the cold winter night.
Let him freeze to death.
And everytime he comes back,
leave him outside your window to starve to death.
He’ll be there,
always.
Flying above your head,
circling,
just waiting for you to die.
So don’t die
and don’t let him in.