Too Painful to Ignore

Placid and collective I sat smiling
with unequivocal contentment.
Staring with an inner reprehension
at their plastic, soulless forms.
From all their awkward attempts at human emotions
I sensed their true devotion
as an unmistakable yearning
only to capture and destroy.

Although my faith was surely waning
and I knew I was now fading
I prayed to all remaining
Please remove this darken plague
that lingers by our doors.

Hideous, and deformed I was discovered
but still with an unyielding thirst and hunger
Of what others only mumbled
was but the sad, ramblings
from a life that knew no happiness or joy.

I was lost in iridescent pleasures
chasing moonbeams through the Heathers
Knowing only of lives sweetest, rarest treasures from her beauty
and caring little of what truth it may or may not hold

Was it a madness I was chasing
or the meaning that became too painful to ignore?