Dark Days

Fertile disappointments

dissipate on the dew

of life’s blossoming joy

as I cry cubes of fury

bury my head in the dirt

watching my lurid past lives

drain me of my vigor

Weary of those too old to care

as the youthful tears

seep through the hairs

on my back I watch the fate

of the fallen & the fortunate

get stolen away and never

be given back as one day

fades into the next so I cry

out loudly shouting stomping about

asking for answers like

when will this life end????

When will I get what I

so rightfully deserve a wonderland

for the disturbed I live in

a shroud of fear

crowding my being tearing me up

from the inside-out

I live to ponder wondering

if I could travel back

would I do things differently

The truth bonks me on the head

like a rotten hard-boiled egg

to live that way is to suffer daily

I struggle to surmise wisdom

from the blisters on my brain

The same twisted events

are happening day by day

I’m trying to see the light

as the dark drags me down

a black hole where pain remains

like a luminous star

that had blinked out eons ago

but still sheds its rays of dismay

down upon these darkened days

fate’s deception keeps us shackled to ourselves