I See
When I wake up
I see a mess.
A hot, ugly mess.
Today I hate this mess
Tommorrow I may love it.
Yesterday I saw regret
And misery is married to me.
Divorce is my mistress
And suicide is my best friend.
Trust brings news of what sadness has done
And guilt brings gifts from worry and sorrow.
Copyright © Darris Thomas | Year Posted 2007
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