older poems written in barren seasons
Untitled Suffering
These days
Have been long periods of tears shed,
of failing,
of anger
My spirit never poorer
These have been times
Where You never answer me
although I choose to believe You listen
My spirit never hungrier
My eyes, a subtle yet deep black wall
of nothingness, of emptiness behind them
I unconciously try to hide the greatness
of my ( Read more... )
These days
Have been long periods of tears shed,
of failing,
of anger
My spirit never poorer
These have been times
Where You never answer me
although I choose to believe You listen
My spirit never hungrier
My eyes, a subtle yet deep black wall
of nothingness, of emptiness behind them
I unconciously try to hide the greatness
of my ( Read more... )
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