Tough
Illusion
Why do
you sit so quiet?
Are you
happy and feeling the glow?
Perhaps
you’re sitting in sadness because you ail
Maybe
feeling pain, emotional or physical or innocent in jail
When the
world opens up or closes in
We reach
to our inner self and solitude reigns
That’s
when the warmth of caring love is at high value
To share with
or comfort a soul laughing or crying and maybe shattered too
We never
remember humanity’s despair when we’re strong
We
realize our vulnerability when we’re hurting or wrong
And
constantly when we look within, we see our mortality
Oh the
impatience of those that believe they’re protected from hell’s reality
As humans
we know who we are
Yet hate
our own, it’s bizarre
Anger is
the hurt that nobody cares
Empathy
is the therapy that stops tears
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