2am poetry

Here's one for you all. I wrote it myself <3

Its called: Spellbound

...

Because now, your temporary residence is
Me. A safe haven far from prying eyes
And elusive souls; the pit of humanity
Rising up, gathering, convulsing at once,
Powered by evil. All you stand against is
Challenged and fraught with danger, fear
Rampages, charging at the matador, horns
Intent. The plot waits on no one.

Seldom would I protect others under your
Spell. A powerful coexistence agrees not
With personal constitutions. Laid down laws.
With protection of rivals guaranteed, jealousy
Enrages in furious fire fight; a silent war
Abandoned as ashamed memories, wishfully
Rueing past hindsights until saturation
Froths. Obviously a veteran's war.

Served well, despite typically inert and viscous
Times. How we long for your foundations when
Everything falls precociously around us as if
On cue; a wonderful display of cinematic
Splendours, easily reproducible upon request,
Always there to remind of fallible hypotheses
Of which our lives are based for better or
Worse. Although hopefully not forever.

And all I can do is accept my weaknesses and
Troubles. Fools may claim to not judge on
Pre dispositions, and to warrant merit solely
Based from achievement, but it is only the
Thinking man who accepts inequality as a
Fact of futility. Jumbled as these phrases may
Sound to the untrained ear, deep within lurks
What all peoples trawl the lands for, indubitable
Purity. And to think I doubted you.