resolute…

facing self...

you’re hell bent
on
ignorance
unwavering
in
your pursuit
of
dominance
over
anyone
in order
to
conceal
the paltry state
of
your existence
each slur
from
your lips
reveals
your fears
and
that
you have
and
are
nothing

 

 

scars…

invisible wounds
lasered into the core
of the human soul
injuries so painful
they must be
denied
to avert death’s sullen
smirk of reproach
and
satisfaction
of  paralyzing
a life
with
hapless playground words
that
echo loudly
into conscious moments
of today

This poem is dedicated to my friend Lisa ( http://alienhippy.wordpress.com)