Dear Misery

"Dear misery, forget me not The one that disappointment wrought Is really not the one to be The one to claim the victory. I’m sorry for the life I lead I’m sorry more than I can bleed My destiny may yet survive But how it hurts to be alive." Compelling pity suffers more The senseless shame of years before When innocence of sense beguiled Betrayed a pure defenseless child But though compassion must compare The passion with the just and fair The finer folk who bless the young Cannot redress a mocking tongue What happens to a child when Survival means to start again Without a clue or clear belief Except in seeking true relief To do your best is not enough Especially when love is tough So tough we often run away To die again another day.