The Sadnessss of a Man
The Sadness of A Man
Begins with the need to want,
A want so great that feelings bleed.
Bleeding of a desire so blunt,
Dying from a selfish greed.
Are those denial's concealed?
Are they coming from the memory of wishes.
Hoping that a passion will heal,
And spark those desires to bliss.
Is it the bitterness that hurts,
Like a knife it deepen's and cuts.
Are memories of past mistakes,
That oversee gladness to late.
For me the sadness of it all,
Feel's haunting and oh so tall.
Still, I stand by pride,
Even if l;ife concludes I must die...
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