My Slipping Halo
The halo I once had
now chokes this swollen neck,
unable to swallow all the deceit and guile,
as anger dislodges its pure intent,
my once pristine smile.
A shame I can’t just let them go,
run over my mind without contempt,
my halo upright and proudly clean,
my pathway clear and forgiveness proper,
I let down my guard and fell it seems.
But how can I relent on those nagging voices,
lives of persuasion to fill their coffers,
and they chip away at my ideals and state,
until that red beast rises
and rests all sated from what it just ate?
This once perfect halo slips even further,
if not for my stomach around my ankles it would be,
for despise I must those antagonising forays,
from people with intentions
far beneath my pay grade.
I’ve tried to be perfect,
tried to be caring and kind,
but what I’m up against just changes my mind,
the lies and the selfish proclamations echo endlessly
and short circuit my halo, as I’m in a bind.
Tripping over my purity, my once responsible self,
I now feel like violence could really help,
having discarded that now lack lustre ring,
as anger and resentment all on the rise,
to vanquish those demons that pester my mind.
I may not be perfect, but enough is enough.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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Sometimes you just gotta let it out and give words for those frustrations, yes? Then comes the time to stand up for yourself and let the halo slip. To the ankles? Some great phrases you have here, Tony. I like this tantrum – seems past due and well deserved. LOL Well done!
It is a tantrum. lol Glad you appreciated it Phyllis.
Oh my Tony, I think that your halo is durable, and surely will repair. Well conveyed in all of its poetic frustration.
Best,
Mel
Thanks Mel, I guess we all let that halo slip occasionally. We are human after all. Take care.
Amazing angelic verse without a religious note, except for the halo my friend;-) But seriously Tony, I know what you meant, I too slip into dark parts of the abyss and frustrations set in often. I truly believe that the halo has to drop to the bottom as well, set us free, let the tantrum and rant loose on the world, we cant always keep it all in. Well penned as always.
A good tantrum every now and then is good for the soul, Vincent. As long as we can get up again and get on with it. Take care my friend.