Ode to my Mistress Misery

Misery. Sweet misery
Safe with my sublime
Muse worthy of this heart
Oblivious to the grace that shines

Love is a joke
A mirage, A façade
Putting hopes and dreams
Inside this heart
To only shred it
Into millions of jagged pieces

Misery, Sweet misery
Always right by my side
Never walking away
Loyal and sincere
Safety in such grateful demise

True romance is dying
Fake urges live on
Fools become lovers
All rights become wrong

Misery, Sweet misery
This pain I must design
Toughen this heart to stone
Till numbness
Becomes my own personal salvation

Oh, In the grand essence of lifeless life
Misery is all one has to hold onto
When all hope is lost

Now you know
Why hope always subsides

Misery is my ambition
My guiding light

One of the very few things
That has been true to me
For all of my entire life



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/10/09