Kenny Pariseau

Abstract Horror Tragedy

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Kenny Pariseau

Abstract Horror Tragedy

Struggling Against All Odds

Struggling Against All Odds

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Up all night I'm battling a strenuous catastrophe,

Looking anywhere for light, 

obscuring by darkness consuming all of me,

How could this be real? 

Why is this happening?


Clutching for saintly remedies, but demolished by unrighteously impious slayers,

Driven down like a nail relentlessly my spirit withers in layers,

Reaching out to seek the truth within as the walls build up by deceptive bricklayers,

I'm trapped in overcrowded waters filled with alligators.


Never to give in I fight tooth and use my nails,

Their cartilaginous skin rejects all attempts to coup so frail,

The consumed evil inside darkens any light to push my sail,

Becoming blind to take control against such evil, I can only follow the braille. 


 Hardened from the torment to compartmentalize what I feel,

I pull on the line with my trauma as bait to catch what's real,

Using my blood I make this oath to the end and to never to break the seal,

Ignoring the devil I'll never cave in, I'll never make a deal,

Swimming forward in this crowded filth I hold my breath like a seal,

My righteousness prevents their attempt to eat as I glow in teal,

The scars from the nibbles before start to peel,

I'm almost there under the bricklayers hidden underwater concealed.


Soon to pass sin as it begins again,

Too late for my fate I see heavens gate,

I don't regret a step into this spider web,

My heart pierced by gods dart I depart,

My survival in denial that life is entitled,

My struggle buckled with white knuckles,

The breath of death laced in meth,

I did my best, I'll rest, I passed the test. 


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