Mortal Cries
Mortals are very good at being victims, one way or another. We always seem to find someone else to blame
Read moreMortals are very good at being victims, one way or another. We always seem to find someone else to blame
Read moreI wallow in your despondency, cringe within your fear, and cry endless tears in empathy for your thoughts so austere,
Read moreI find myself wondering in pensive gaze, about tribulations that gave me such pain, and is it the nature of
Read moreNo matter the reasons, what we choose in life plays out in our lives as a consequence, cause and effect
Read moreWho comes to thieve my mind, take piece by piece in kind and flood it with lies, and all the
Read moreThere can always be an excuse, a reason wrapped in a stubborn ruse, a closed mind that can reap negative
Read moreTragic, the thoughts of you, as we each have tried and life did ensue to be beaten to a pulp,
Read moreLoosened by the grip of self-disdain, I look at how I wore the brunt of blame, believed those who chose
Read moreIn nurture do I sleep, free from all the negatives reaped, to use against those of opposition, those whose meek
Read moreAt my end, surrounded by malignant people, whose delusions are impenetrable by reason or sense, and it is their manipulations
Read moreWhy does she forget, so easily, memories like flood refuse going down the drain, as if our life never was,
Read moreThirty years has transpired since first I met you, and even then the pain you carried was palpable. I’ve watched
Read moreHarsh, to myself… Crazy, this bludgeoning of mind, this all pervading cloud of blame that astounds me in its ensuing,
Read moreIt’s all I can say, to placate the nature of those who are afraid of truth, choose not to blame
Read moreSeek not the opinion of me, I cannot filter your truths, just hone them for your displeasure, and questions here
Read moreHe stood upon a shore and peered into the endless sea, skies brooding, foam crests like white birds skating, and
Read moreHow we bend to meet life’s affronts, to bare the pain of mistakes and recompense from the choices we make,
Read moreWould I, if known, those shadows of a love so prone to self-destruction; could I remove the love and relent
Read moreA mere mortal fathoming a God’s world, did question the purpose of suffering: no lesson attached, no purpose of good,
Read moreWho leaves me with a bad taste in my mouth, a bitter sentiment gone awry, and what does this countenance
Read moreInevitably drawn to the darker side, humanity propagates in cynicism, more of the same, and while we spiritually aspire to
Read moreSerendipitous this knowing, this seeing beyond the plain pages of life, where all seems fine and as it should be,
Read moreTis not my own words soured by complicity, more your words delivered with such bitterness, I cannot fathom this wrath,
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