Forgive my foolishness ignorance, I was lured by bits and pieces of your reality. Your presentation of self seemed fetchingly fallible, And the outer was perceived to be an exact replica of the inner. So Forgive me…… In an environment fueled by judgement and ridicule, I jumped the gun, I
I’ve been granted much time to think, 17 years to be exact. And throughout this period, Disappointingly, I haven’t found the winning recipe for recovery. Difficult understates the complexity of loss. The men you had an hand in creating, still speak highly of you! Shared memories are commonly discussed
On days when darkness consumes my inner most being, I smile at your very existence. For I am convinced your duty on earth is earmarked in my happiness. Delicate you are to those who see beyond your bold, blissful surface. I stand at ease, relinquishing all barriers, allowing
Much lies beyond your barriers, Built to safeguard against betrayal. High and mighty it stands, A grave reminder of battles lost. Outside hypocrisy surrounds and judgment prevails Their criticism is far from constructive, voiced to keep You at bay or so they think? Nitpicking examples pronounced in their faith;
At the watch tower the valiant warriors stand. The mission is to guard and protect their master's land. Their strategic plan is set in motion. They watch keenly for any strange action. At the first sign of trouble they sound their alarm The battalion ready to defend, loaded and armed,
Into the fray he marches, Fear lingers within his soul. Failing to live is what grips him. The prospect of being destitute, morally and spiritually terrifies him. If he becomes rich on the material plain, will he lose his battle with humility and the subsequent faith he professes in you lord.
There is a sweetness to his blatancy, Such priceless expressions stroked evenly with pronouncement of his truth. Age has given him wisdom in huge quantities, and it’s utterly intriguing! A trail plastered with trials have done little to tarnish his good graces, Dashing respect to those deemed unworthy is
Acts Of Disappearance, Costumes and characters. Dominant elements of his deceitful plot; Scripted to keep me. Promises of promotion; To big screens and scenes , Fuels the witty words that woo me. I may not be his leading lady, But exiting stage left is not an option. For
Take a step back and reassess, His love cannot be masked by utterances of disrespect. Slaps like playing dominoes on deck and Grips of a vicious vulture waiting to devour. The lilies in your garden are forced to bear witness to his mess; They retreat by bending the heads
Pink, white, red and blue Lilies, roses and orchids too. Their captivating appearance, Their perfumed fragrance Will enliven any sulky mood. Whether in the garden or on the street They are the most attractive things you’ll meet. Breath-takingly beautiful when they bloom I’ll keep some flowers in my room.