Because of This Hurt
Because of this hurt,
I hide myself in a shadow;
the widest road looks so narrow...
whatever happened to my dedication and faith?
My ideals ended
into nothingness...
diminishing the hopes and expectancy
of the Eternal Father so fond
of my weakness...
despite my fervent loyalty!
Because of this hurt,
I admit to have been,
the loneliest person on earth;
there have been times,like these,
I must have wished to feel alive:
to change bitterness into harmony,
and welcome a look of sincerity
and of true admiration from friends!
Who can alleviate your fears,if not God?
Because of this hurt,
I am so idifferent...
if changes are to be made:
I shouldn't remember anything
that stripped me of joy and belief!
I should strive for happiness...
forgetting my strife;
losing hope is giving up on life!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2005
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