| Again . . . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What do I do now? My life has been turned upside down, My emotions exposed to the decaying elements, No sign of relief . . . no more hands to hold. Why was I brought so close to pureness, Only to be pulled back down upon my broken soul, Yanked into a realm of self-indulgent copies of myself? My lips were a breath away from the sweetest nectar, But now I am disolved in a palate of acrid flowers, Deceiving me with their bitter-sweet seduction. They flutter and float bringing tears of blood, Pricking my eyes, hands, ears, tongue, womb, Leaving barrenness in all I was to achieve. Achieve??? Listen to the laughing from no one that cares . . . Hear their words . . . God, you thought you were going somewhere? You envisioned a plateau of noticed triumphs, Instead of the actual gutter of forgotten failings. So weak, so worthless, believing in yourself, Let us hand you a clue to add to your ignorance, You can't do it, you will never succeed. You. Lost. Everything. All on your own. Again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |