Crying Alone - Poem by Rik Bertrand
Crying alone and in the dark, crying alone.
Worn and torn, I am following the path of least resistance.
I am living a lie that imprisons my passions, and my desires
Crushed emotions, I see that this life is a futile existence.
I was once strong with spirit and the love of life,
I had happiness in my soul and my heart was warm
There was no bitterness and no darkness in my eyes.
Life gave me comfort and there was no need for scorn.
I have lost all that is of any importance to me, I am alone.
Words have fallen from my heart, and have broken the season
The clouds of deceit fall over me and I am beaten to the ground
There is no understanding of why, there is no credible reason.
Crying alone in the darkness of what is to be.
Praying for forgiveness and the lord to brighten my way.
I cannot go on fleeing this hellish call, I must stand tall.
But I am weak, so I lay here, and hope for another day.
REB (MAY 2012) God forgive me for I am weak this day. Give me strength to carry on. Amen.
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