Shadows lurk in my four corners
Never letting me rest in peace.
Haunted by the other's past
Darkness hangs like humid dew.
Today my eyes were finally opened.
Why am I being punished when I did not make the mistakes?
How have I become the scapegoat in a life that needs more re-structuring than the twin towers.
A part of me boils with severe anger,
yet ther other part has resolved to the fact that maybe this is how it will always be:
haunted by the half truths.
Am I right to sigh and feel discouraged?
Or is there hope that all half lies have a stronger half truth that may, somehow, rectify the wrong half.
My mind is running in a circle.
One that had no beginning and will certainly not have an end.
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