It's not the pain from within that seems to always get me
It's the one on the surface that got me venting
Bits and pieces of love though hatreds aplenty
If there's any in dire need of love, your script is ready
The pain can be overwhelming,
am I bound eternally?
Depends on the will instilled, or lay in infirmary's
Sickened by the sickness I'm surrounded by daily
Can't say that it's not contagious, I'm infected already
Is quarantine not optional,
bliss it seems so impossible
Am I fated to this misery?
So farfetched, seems comical
Is my faith being tested?
That topic I've pondered
If so,
God be my strength
To conquer this obstacle
I'm not perfect, but a servant
Whats to learn from this lesson?
I've heard different perspectives
From many directions
Some say, "It may be your past that came back to haunt you."
Yeah, Ive done some dirty deeds
I don't condone, yet is possible
Not words I should consider
The truth will soon surface
Until that day's arrival
My reprisal a cometh
Not in a way that's been
blatantly defined a malevolent form
Some acquainted with that aspect
No wonder we don't get along
About the Creator
Kenneth Davis
I'm grateful to have this gift. Thanks for allowing me the opportunity to share these with you. Thank you for your continued support.
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