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PAIN
Torment
Suffering
Pain has a purpose
To teach us how to live
And better still how to die
“Face your life, its pain, its pleasure,”
“Guilt is never to be doubted.”
We all carry our failings
Day to day in our souls
Like scars on our skins
Contrition
Stigma
GUILT
Literature
Murder in the Snow
snow settles over
the stirring houses
soon
life will pass
from the windows
into the corners
of the street
a hand waits
in the growing cold
blind palm holding
the light
of the setting moon
Literature
Suffering for You
Fall to your knees,
And bleed out your dreams,
Of once truly being free.
Fluttering like a butterfly,
On broken wings of despair.
Can you feel my fragile soul,
As I'm falling through the air.
Can you hear my heart thumping,
As I'm jumping out
Of this lifeless body,
Can you hear my desperate cries,
As I told you how much I loved you.
Don't you see I was broken,
Truly broken on the inside.
Couldn't you see my pain,
As I looked you in the eyes.
Can't you see I needed you,
That I was begging on my knees.
Literature
Assuage
The dirge
drumming beneath my ribs,
a tepid drizzle
flooding the hollow cask,
each drop
muffles speech,
seeps into languid lungs
too tired to sleep and
too broken to breathe.
I stand fallen
for lack of gravity's caress
as she lies dreaming,
if indeed,
her solemn slumber
can conceive the flame
long after
the candle has whispered
goodnight.
The eager morning
blooms
in vibrant shades of gold and green
as I am withering
in billowy swathes of black
and blue,
a phantom formed of memory
no more a thought
than a drifting shadow
beneath
a blossoming sun.
She,
a once florid garden
now encased within fourteen letters
etched into rose stone,
a name
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