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Monday, January 10, 2022


 

there's that crying time
when you're heart sick
when you're all alone
when you feel physically ick
when emotionally you can't atone
there's that joyless time
when night terrors foretell the future
your dreams once full of hope
don't exist anymore
deposing creatures of nurture
but for some egregious reason
dreams come that won't let us roam
as sadness creeps in
often we feel alone
weeping from mournful eyes
when broken hearts
just can't bleed anymore
until we can't think straight
as madness takes hold
when you're just sick and sore
such a trying time
there is no welcome shore
hope and love departs
it's pouring rain
day after day
it continues to storm
night after night
despair in fits and starts
so much sadness
existing deep inside you
all the ice cream in the world
can't make the day seem brighter
all the cake in heaven
won't allow the night to be any lighter
even with all this darkness
somehow we still seek love and joy
those paths we journey down
all that broken glass
strewn all around
shards of rage and rashness
degrees of varying sharpness
enveloping this shapeless class
all those segmented dreams
still dwelling deep inside
reminding every lonely boy and girl
all those colourful balloons
that once entranced us so
all those misbegotten blue moons
that's life for every solitary girl and boy
that's just how life seems to so often go
those abused and hopeless then
occupying the world has meant
broken volatile things that destroy
hearts and minds that were heaven sent
all that ringing in our unholy ears
remnants of resistant demons
persistently gnawing at tormented souls
scratching out happy memory too
losing those few precious things
misshaping reality over time
buffering balance
violently ripped and frayed
altering misshapen time itself
freedom from suffering
tragically stripped away

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