Pain 2024

 Memories are painful

thoughts are circular

words of the past become premonition of the future

and what  feared I became

two terrors stand guarding the doors of my dreams

ensuring its futility,

and my  heart broken, and discarded by the ones whose eyes were soft

no tears, no need hunched over in pain, eyes closed into clasped hands

no way out.

Oh God, I am without the guile that makes the evil survive

I hoped in you to repay me the years of my faith

Silent God with its heavy laws, 

what are laws without justice for my broken soul?

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