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No longer a Burden
It is said that letting go
can be the hardest thing
The part-time lovers,
corrupted friends,
pastime lovers and
incomplete bondings
holding final piece until the end
But I
embrace gratitude
For I have come to terms
that some will never come to terms
Their self dignity become suicidal tendency
grasping the breath of me
drowning in river Styx;
abundant dependency
Green coated envy
with lashes of solidarity;
tasting entrapment
as their new found hobby
As they let go
by digging trenches to nowhere
Mud slinging recollected teardrops
dripping invalidated errors
And I
should cry
these burdens
I should cry
I should
But these tears
know better
© Drake J. Eszes
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