Saturday, December 17, 2011

Life Interrupted

Life Interrupted

Hated and played,
Raped and betrayed.
Simple, not strong,
And I play not along.
I enter my the mysteries, 
I hurt from inside
Tonight. This fright
In my life is exploited,
Anointed. I’m him.
Love?
Not again. The same sing burning.
Inner yearning is mild and tired
Defiled, admired.
In my own right
I’m tired,
Can’t fight or think or look
So I sink with ink into the book.
Into the void, reflection destroyed.
Nothings intact, yet the rush had my back.
Life,
Interrupted…
My souls been corrupted
For better or good.
I live my way
Through the day
Like I think that I should.
6/6/2000

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