To Dwindle And Dwell In The Tale

by SHAKESPEAREONEADONIS

Published April 13, 2026

E - Everyone

In Allegory's Madness: Labrynth Of Leviathan.

I Dwindle And Dwell

In The Hell 

Of Life 

Caught Under A Rug 

I Wonder, Could I Feel More 

More In Control 

Of My Soul 

I Feel Like It's Drifting In The Tale 

And Something Is Taking A Toll 

No Luck For Avail 

I Feel Like Heavens Far Away 

My Hopes Of Reaching Run Pale 

As If In Everything I Do, I Seem To Fail 

Like Bread In The Sun 

With Discomfort And Disdain I Am Stale 

Hardened Yet Fragile In My Shell 

Trying To Hide From The World 

Because I Can't Change Who I am 

And I Fear They Need Me To, If Not Just Want 

But Me I See The State Of The Worldly 

And See We Live Problematically 

All Because We Don't Understand 

That When We Don't Listen Clearly To One Another With Tolerance And Even A Shread Of Understanding 

It's Each Other We Misunderstand 

With Where In Life We Stand 

Trying To Change And Reshape Each Other 

Making Each Other Fit In This Box 

Of Assortment Being Sorted To Fit In A Curtain Way 

Where We Have To Fight And Struggle For Approval 

And If Our Clocks Don't Synchronize 

It's Removal Or Forsaking 

And Today's Life Is Commercial 

Commerce Essential 

When We Really Explore It, Sometimes It's Nothing Official 

But Just Artificial 

When I Really Look At It, I Wonder The Point That's So Essential 

Beyond Maybe Just Stealing The Potential Of Credentials 

Taking People Souls With Their Need And Desire For Interest And Enthusiasm And Convenience - Human Exploits 

Like It's So Special 

Yes It Is Special 

Especially If You're Somebody Rich Or Getting Rich 

While You The Broke And Broken Are Still Waiting 

Patient For An Inch 

Of That Little Bit Of Money Just To Shake An Itch 

Living The Way We Do 

Always Trying To Escape A Cringe 

But It's Like A Show, I Just Watch And Binge 

And Be A Part Of The Cast 

If I'm Dumb And Board Enough To Play 

And Be Played 

Just To Feel Better About Who I Am Or At Least Try 

Before Somebody Gets The Best Of Me 

I Can't Lie 

I Sometime Feel It Would Be Easier If I'd Die 

I Live On Writing 

Writing In The Break Of Dawn 

I Am A Pawn 

I'm Hoping With Every Waking Respawn

That What I Live On 

Will Make Me Strong As A Knight 

And Wise As A Bishop 

And Fortified As Rooks 

Till The Day I Find My Queen 

And Someday Stand King.

Comments & reviews · 2
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Tikaya
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Tikaya wrote a review Review · Jul 2

Hia!
I see so many words capitalized and my German heart flutters :3
In this case, it kinda blurs where the emphasis goes making every word feel like staccato!

I like this metaphor of the bread: “With Discomfort And Disdain I Am Stale “ that while bread turns stale in sun, we do that with Discomfort in Disdain. I wonder if this puts the sun on the same step as these negative emotions…


I had to read these serval times and I am still unsure if I actually get the correct meaning from these lines:

Because I Can't Change Who I am
And I Fear They Need Me To, If Not Just Want
It’s the “not just want” that… makes it feel weird. The next line is no help. Guess we invented capitalization and punctuation to make these more clear but it’s part of the poem to be obscure 😊

Oh that is such a good one:
And If Our Clocks Don't Synchronize
It's Removal Or Forsaking
Using the clocks as a symbol for not being on the same page, not being able to understand each other!

That is also an interesting sentiment: “And Be A Part Of The Cast “ That you binge watch your own life while also being a part of the show, makes me think of the phrase “wasting your life away”

I like the closing statement abt the chess pieces!

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dragonight9
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dragonight9 wrote a review Review · Apr 14

Hi, Dragonight here. This is the first time I've seen one of your works in the green room so I thought I'd give it a read.

My first comment is that this style of poetry is one I thoroughly enjoy. You tell a good story with lots of metaphor, commentary on life and analysis of the day to day struggle of living.

I must say the structure and flow of the story were amazing. If there were any critiques to be found I could only see two potential ones. Both are near the end of the story.

Just To Feel Better About Who I Am Or Atlist Try

Before Somebody Gets The Best Of Me

I Can't Lie
I think you meant to say "Or At-least Try" in the first paragraph here.

I Live On Writing

Writing In The Break Of Don
I think it was "In The Break Of Dawn"

Other than those minor spelling mistakes, I couldn't find anything to critique!

If I had to choose a favorite part, this would be it.
I Wonder, Could I Feel More

More In Control

Of My Soul

I Feel Like It's Drifting In The Tale

And Something Is Taking A Toll

No Luck For Avail

I Feel Like Heavens Far Away

My Hopes Of Reaching Run Pale

As If In Everything I Do, I Seem To Fail


I feel like we all try to reach heaven (whether it be actual heaven or simply some achievement or status) through our own effort, by ourselves. But we eventually need to learn how to trust others and trust God to achieve joy and peace. Or as you so eloquently put it, to live strong, wise, secure, as a king.

May blazing dragon-fire light your path and ignite the flames of your inspiration.



NO U
— Carina