Anger remains for I have found none to blame
Deeply buried is my hurt without promise of relief
Tears burn as they smother my face with hate
Tortured by lost and faded memories
Can a wound heal if it’s repeatedly torn?
Should a man with broken legs be expected to run?
Pain is my only guarantee
I Hope to make it through someday
Joy comes and goes but sadness seemingly never dissipates
Hidden beneath all things behind razor thin coating
Apathy has kept me cold for an eternity but it saved me from frostbite
Its protection promised nothing more than stasis
Stuck in the past I must trudge onwards
To stay is a fate worse than death
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