I like to wallow
in the morose…
undoubtedly,
the morose
has its own charms
I feel comfortable
there, in the trenches
away from the
maddening cheers,
and shallow celebrations
of success
Of course, i know
I’m just being facile,
the depth is just
an abyss, without end
without meaning
The comfort zones
have clipped my wings,
disinfected me with
sterile purity,
crowned me the king
of the no man’s land
If I take a refuge
in obscurity,
it’s not pride,
just cowardice…
it’s a protection,
against judgment
Yes I like to wallow
in the morose,
and let it grow
on me, like moss.
the morose, undoubtedly
has its charm
A Fine Imbalance 
Beautiful theme.. though I would edit it to make it more crisp.. hope you dont mind me doing it for you.. pasting it here:
I like to wallow
in the morose…
undoubtedly,
the morose
has its own charms
In the trenches
away from the
maddening cheers,
and shallow celebrations
of success
I feel comfortable
I know I’m just being facile,
And that the depth is just
an abyss,
without end, without meaning
The comfort zones
have clipped my wings,
disinfected me with
sterile purity,
crowned me the king
of the no man’s land
If I take a refuge in obscurity,
it’s not pride,
Just a protection,
against judgment,
Just cowardice!
Yes I like to wallow
in the morose,
and let it grow
on me, like moss.
the morose, undoubtedly
has its charm
All I have done is rehashed a bit … excuse me if I have overstepped!
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