@kelkel1967 Said just my hate !
My hate peeks suddenly
When voices are weaker than mine
The hatred I conceal
Boils to the point of scalding
All of my hate
Is brought on by fear and loneliness.
(The shell of fear)
Sometimes I awaken
To an unjustified pain?
I arrive at the conclusion
Bittersweet shall always be
The candy of life.
In other words,
?Oh, what tangled webs we weave.?
I wake up thankful for another day that I made it. I guess being homeless twice in my life has me being grateful that I'm not.
J.R. |