Treasure Island

Shalom Freedman

(Troy New York)

I Am Dying Of My Own Obscurity


I AM DYING OF MY OWN OBSCURITY

I am dying of my own Obscurity
I am dying of my own Mediocrity
I am dying of my own Failure
I am dying of my own Nothingness
I am laughing at my own Obscurity
I am wincing at my own Mediocrity
I am regretting my own Failure
I am smiling at my own Nothingness
I am laughing at my own self- importance
I am happy to be alive
I am glad I am able to write these few lines now
I know I have all these mixed- up contradictory feelings
I feel a bit better now after writing this-

Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013

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  • Leslie Philibert (3/22/2013 10:33:00 AM)

    Not too sure about the way you capitalise, don`t understand the system ( proper nouns?) , and the
    I am bores quickly (Report) Reply

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