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May 9, 2013
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good morning,
how are you? 

What happened to
your glistening dew? 

and disenchanted,
I’m sick and tired
of being jaded;
bad days are to be

But either way,
I’ll be okay- 

A bad day is
on the same coin
as a good one-
the two conjoin 

Good night,
sleep tight,
turn off the light 

For the moment
I give up the fight 

and discontented,
I’m sick and tired
of feeling faded;
better days should be

But either way,
I’ll be okay- 

A bad day is
the other side
of a good one-
the two collide 

I flip a coin
for it entails
of heads and tails

both love and strife
are two faces
of minted life...

A poem about duality and how "putting up with crap" is simply the price we pay for life's brighter moments. This was mostly written in the thick of my recent illness, so it should capture my feelings rather well.

The eleventh poem in the conclusive "Limitless" collection. Only one more to go!

Previous: Shut It OutThese are the voices
inside your head- 
evil rejoices
under your bed.
Your darkest pleasures
soon to be fed- 
such drastic measures
would leave you dead. 
To relieve our stress
we make a mess
and I must confess
I’ve done no less… 
Where is redemption
in this obsession? 
If this is part
of your problem,
shut it out,
erase your doubt,
and prepare for
another bout. 
These are the faces
staring you down- 
shattered pieces
of your renown. 
Violence bought you
a wedding gown- 
a consuming drive
to gun this town. 
To relieve our pain
we strive to gain
and I must complain
it’s not so sane… 
Where is repression
in this aggression? 
If this is part
of your problem,
shut it out,
don’t give it clout,
and prepare for
another bout. 
This is the feeling
of apathy- 
a breeding ground for
the unhealthy. 
Disconnected life
seeming lengthy- 
stalling momentum
deemed unworthy. 
To relieve o

Next: Let the World GoThis is the way I see
Is this a poem
or a song?
Is this a right
for a wrong?
Is this a fight
to prolong?
Is this the place
I belong?
Are these borders
shore to shore?
Is there an end
to this war?
What am I still
fighting for?
Does it matter
Are there reasons
for these lines?
Is there purpose
in these rhymes?
Is there penance
for my crimes?
Is there still hope
for these times?
This is the way I breathe
I will let these
questions go
Forget what I
used to know
Set my sights on
a new goal
of my soul
My own limits
create this quirk
I don't let them
define my work
I'm in control
of this meter
Of my own will
I'm the master
Everything is
breaking apart
A condition
of my heart
Broken rhythm
and failed rhyme;
added this time...
It doesn't matter
It didn't matter
ever before
Because the planet
doesn't know my soul-
this is the way I
let the world go
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ravingroshie May 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Love the rhythm and rhyming, couldnt stop reading!:)
Ellen-Souler May 9, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
That last line hooked me, too bad too it was the end I want moar, but it was sublime
RemnantDoomBlossom May 9, 2013  Student Writer
Awesome poem! I loved it! :icongreatjobplz:
theolivethief14 May 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow, this is beautiful! The meter and rhymes are flawless. Great imagery and word choice as well! I love how the stanza "But either way, I'll be okay" is used.
goldshroom May 9, 2013  Student Writer
Thanks. :thanks:
theolivethief14 May 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome! :aww:
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