shayarisms4lovers mar18 43 - Bitter Sweet | A Poem by Anthony Cannon

Bitter Sweet | A Poem by Anthony Cannon

Can you taste this? They wanna know how I feel about it. How I feel about holding back my pain and thankfulness for so many remorseful years. I account for the misery and woe in my bed sheets, All of the nights of losing sleep and waking up feeling so incomplete. But then again… The times I’m glad I’m still in God’s favor, Still sitting on my throne over a pristine spotless temple. Not ashamed of the tread of my feet I trod. This potent wine I spill from my abode freezes solid- Hard as rocks as they drop to deliver panic and unnecessary persecution! This is bitter sweet. I’ve been picked over, left for dead, dissed at and forgotten, They say my time has ran out, But how could I believe this nonsense I’m reciting to you? Can you believe this? I rise up and stay above it, Thinking to myself I’m on my own island of continuation… That this lonesome, dark, pitch black nightmare will never end. Go all the way to gehenna and back and still ceases to not exist. This is bitter sweet. Like how I’m ecstatic but it breaks my bones and crushes the marrow. […]

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