Tuesday, September 17, 2013

tonight

tonight...
so many memories,
present and distant,
they sting,
I'm wounded by their bite.
cradled in regrets,
arguing my cause,
myself as prosecutor,
and defendant.
I have no answers for my failures.
I have no defences.
i am my own accuser,
i am the naive lover,
the desperate believer,
the clown,
the deceived,
the guilty.
in the following silence,
is the truth a reality?


1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Many of us are going through this, right now. On a macro level: the world is in transition.

8:41 am  

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