Things are not as I wish them to be...so many changes in such a short period of time is extremely unsettling. My biggest concern at this point is security for myself and my loved ones in the future. If I honestly examine things I must come to the conclusion that I am actually alright, for now...what else is there really?
Hell Is Full
of reasons and excuses
unrealized hopes and dreams
unspoken disappointments
hidden secrets screamed
the grating voice of failure
frustration's cloying scent
incessant voice of hindsight
a psyche softly bent
shadow memories glowing
with the heat of your regret
shame and cold self-loathing
absence of all respect
sweet candied good intentions
that has drawn too many flies
self-truths so clearly evident
that they must be monstrous lies
hypocrisy carved in marble
sins never ending cost
captives perpetually tortured
their souls eternally lost
An old poem but the right shade of dark to fit my mood at the moment...
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