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Just bear with me a moment, son,
While the disclaimers fall...
I never wrote about "anyone."
I simply wrote about ALL!
A tired man, wretched and worn,
I've let truth guide this pen.
Still, condemned to this hell, forlorn...
Just know I'd do it again.
My life, a trial, granting sentence
Before I knew first breath;
Has but shown me true repentance
Can only come with death.
Now, Death, while wringing anxious hands,
Grins as draws nigh his prize;
'Er true to his vile demands
Has first laid claim my eyes...
And not the eyes that grant me sight,
But the eyes that grant me vision.
The eyes that perceive wrong and right
And guide me to decision...
The eyes that hear lies in your voice
While you're asking God's blessing...
The eyes that show life's about choice,
Not about second guessing.
And so, as waking moments wane,
Crisp notions melt away;
Though I still smile, trying to explain
That really, "I'm O.K."
Pure irony, this darkened prince
Couldn't have dremt a darker ending,
In all that time trying to convince
You all I wasn't pretending.
A pretender is all I've ever been,
Though I was just trying to feel real.
But the truest darkness lies unseen,
And some wounds you know you can't heal.
So if all I've ever felt is alone,
Misunderstood, and jaded;
How could I unreap seeds so long ago sewn,
To ever hope to be more than dissuaded?
A broken man, an endless mile;
My wasting eyes can finally tell
There is no light to make worthwhile
The pain of each dying brain cell.
When Clarity of Thought's stolen from you,
The only thing you've held since your youth...
You can't recall, exactly, what it is you rue;
Only that it's found in Courts of Clouded Truth.
Published 21st Jul 2015
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23rd Jul 2015 1:24am
Living up to the title Mr. Sighs. right about now, Taryn. Never doubt my sincerity...even if angry my sincerity is always 100% genuine. The torment I have been subjected to of late is not coming from within myself either as you well know... or I believe you well know anyhow.
I certainly appreciate your well-meaning comment, dear. I am not bringing my past into my present at all here though. I am way too guarded for that. I have been told there are 3 sides to every story... party one's view, party two's view... and the truth. You have heard but one and I can reassure you it's only a party view. I have stood blind to reason for well over a month here...but not blind to the truth. There's only so much recurrence of lies this man will stand for. I have reached my limit.
Thank you for your kind words. I know you have a good heart.
Michael
I certainly appreciate your well-meaning comment, dear. I am not bringing my past into my present at all here though. I am way too guarded for that. I have been told there are 3 sides to every story... party one's view, party two's view... and the truth. You have heard but one and I can reassure you it's only a party view. I have stood blind to reason for well over a month here...but not blind to the truth. There's only so much recurrence of lies this man will stand for. I have reached my limit.
Thank you for your kind words. I know you have a good heart.
Michael
