The
Unblessed
Head in
my hands I am the damned
Between
the molecules I walk beside you
But
that’s my curse for it hides me
I look at
you but you see right thru’
A human
like nothingness and nobody’s thought
Can
torture and faith destruction be any more wrought?
I‘m one
where everywhere I turn there’s two
Happiness
around, I’m the absorber of their sadness
Not
self-destruction but a flower using power
I didn’t
ask for this role and wonder
Crisis of
faith, am I like Job or merely an outlier?
How much
more strength do I possess until I shatter?
I do
matter and I’ve anger but no bitterness
For all
it takes is a kiss to feel or smile to feel
It means
momentarily I’ve been seen
Maybe I’m
human after all as the tears I then feel
No comments:
Post a Comment