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My Apple of Discord
On the ground
I am there
like a worm
amidst the thistles
and thorns.
But I am a human
who needs to
creep and aim
with the hope of
advancing
and rising.
While crawling
trying
failing
to stand.
I can stand!
realizing this
the earth shakes as
I extend forth
my hands.
Holding and fixing
my stand
Only to fall
helplessly
on the ground.
I tried again
to reach you
your so high
almost stellar
the apple
nof my eyes.
I crawl again
hoping again
my knees already
bleeding.
I can stand again.
This time
the earth is static.
I could reach
and extend my hands.
Your so fair
up there
my apple.
I pluck you
then you disintegrate
into ashes.
The apple of discord.
Your false
your fake
na lunatic fancy
you never existed
to nurture
but to torture
my wretched soul.
You existed
to delude
to breathe a
fog of illusion
I was a fool
to believe
that the apple
so high
so fair
is the answer
for my longing,
My felicity.
You are just
a dream
a summer fancy.
This time I fall
again
not with a thud
but with a crash
imitating the sound
of a shattering glass
to thousand shards.
My life.
Next time
you’ll find me
six feet below the ground.