May
May, for all her beauty, sickens me
flowers and sunshine-
make the world blind
to the utter misery!
Spring, new life- supposedly
yet I gaze around
this friendless town
too many bad memories!
Anguish, pain- it blackens me
my soul is hollow
the rest will follow
as May drags on relentlessly...
She carries the misery-
will I ever find-
solace? peace of mind?
not until May fades away!
Copyright © Audrey Decker | Year Posted 2011
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