19 April 2011

fragility


fragile

is how i feel...

broken
vulnerable

not the same person
i was

the outer me
hard and cold

the inner soul of me
sad
scared...
fragile

angry

life
people
their inner ugliness...
the world
chipped away at me

until only this shell
remains

i lean on the
strength of Her
too often

the One who loves me
for me
broken me
sad me
angry, hateful me
fragile me

sometimes too much
even for Her

my anger at this world
festers
inside of me

anger with humanity

disdain my daily keeper

all the bullshit of
wars
starvation
fucked up judgements
rudeness
hateful words
hateful stares

rare the human
who holds the simplicity
of common courtesy, compassion, care,
acceptance

no way to release this anger
as it drowns me
like a tsunami
hurling into me every day
from all angles
it’s everywhere
it’s nowhere
it’s all so fucked up

the bomb inside of me
ready to explode any given moment
tick
tick
tick

is there any hope now?
humanity has sorely fucked it all up

joy and happiness so rare to find
except
when i look into
Her eyes

my one remaining shred
of
hope
love
joy
serenity

© ~wicked~


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