i sit at this table

thinking aloud

many things so ashamed of

very few i am proud

wondering why

no answer is heard

hanging onto

each deceptive word

begging the future to tell me

whats coning

while in every way

my mind i keep numbing

all the while crying for joy

and sweet mirth

is there such as this

upon this dark earth

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

nothing either one of us can say

to make these feelings go away

hurt, disheartened

disappointed

lives chaotic

lives disjointed

 in pantheon of  pain

annointed