Occasional Angels Poem by Vision Ghost

Water in eyes never explain when words are lost
That too much of an emotion preach to human cost
A stammer and falter in conditions leading nowhere
So much so these breaths are lost in the stifling air

When harsh words reek the blasphemy of promises
Made in no other sacrifice of politics and compromises
Meaningless anger and disappointments so poised
Like a single persons soldiers in unison deploys

Wanting to say so much yet anger detracts a cordial
Celebration of peace and unity strumming the vitriol
Of the burns in my words I meant not in the translation
But of the moment so out spoken for fury’s augment

Drew a deadline and so steeped the targets so solidly set
In a cement of synthetic emotions in hopeless placed bet
I want the sunset to close this day and I can move on
But I can’t forget the pain and anguish I caused the one

Sleepless eyes stare at the ceiling in insomniac’s agony
Breathless for an answer so hindered yet felt autonomously
Tears always fall when you’re never around to witness
The truth of the matter and the unrelenting cruel duress

Many hours in a day yet never enough to conjure answers
For all the subsequent complication’s in virtual cancers
Of any degree of clarity lost in such unrelenting confusion
For the identity of what I am and incognitos in profusion

Dawn chorus seems to mimic the chaos inside this shell
As I bury myself deeper, deeper into my own personal hell
The sounds of the world seem drowned via my own ears
As what is governed to me, is that of undiscovered fears

Simple solutions seem complex in enduring dispositions
As well as the ever-growing loss self felt absolutions
Sometimes I can’t see the moon for the stars drowning
What little illumination I sought in the ever darkening

Sometimes when I’m at this place I wish nothing more
Than to be somehow wealthy instead of the ragged poor
And feel something around me if not of flickering candles
Then perhaps an embrace of what I see of occasional angels