Amoral

Amoral, without a reciprocal scope to feel joyfully full;
grasping greed, and shunning the idea of giving it all. 


Unsentimental, with unsound thoughts turned to darkness and evil;
a void very deep, where feelings don't float, but drop like gravel.


Amoral, hiding inside a fortification without foundation and belief; 
knowing exactly when tragedy completes the destruction of self. 


Self-centered, only seeking vague and temporary gratification;
ignoring the devine source, which grants any soul illumination. 


Amoral, trashing self-esteem to avenge an injustice, which grew into a long grievance;
stealing affectionate glances and kisses of intimacy without considering repentance.   


Unmindful of hurtful comments and words that make you invincible, coercive and powerful;
love seems just a senseless, subliminal emotion, or another meaningless and empty word. 


Amoral, and rejecting any solace offered, bitterness is not tasted in your strong poison;
and gulping it down, it only satisfies your thirst for inconsideration and total alienation.


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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