sometimes hope allowed is reckless and dangerous;
best intentions through affection's eyes at first adventurous.
not so innocently as months pass then much affectation we see,
how some o'er other some forget while one still feels deep quietly.
through passages we learned it's best not to hold on;
more battles won than lost still I was never all that strong.
strange how some are made to fulfill a place,
forever broken resilient, the wounded born to mend the race.
to believe in you or any of this as recompense,
no longer any wisdom found allows it enough sense.
as time sways, people smile and lives move on,
some speaking prayers desperate it won't be long,
when in both heart and mind you can forgive,
the way without dissemblance, the choice I made to honorably live.
my faith remains since I was born with plenty evidence,
perhaps in this case these moments were mere coincidence.
though was my decision to, evasively, part ways-
without derision, you are what's on my mind, punitively, most days.
pardon my tongue, insult is never the original invention;
for on these pages, does one give as they get, so much attention?
my efforts and potions fail- I can not help how I was made,
to friend, falter fast, and empath of the highest hallowed grade.
from a far place will come a time, when we will see, you I he she them, like any-
of the same clay cast, kindred mold, from the same hand, trine and midheavenly.
it's all such a load of crap though, isn't it? cracks me up.
ReplyDeleteoh so striking and theatrical. hahahahaha!