Saturday, June 30, 2018

The Tumor

I set my self on path to betterment
My soul was empty and needed to be filled
With love or hope or something inside
More than this emptiness deepening

I inhaled fire like an exorcist
After a lifetime yet I remained unfulfilled
The years crashed upon my shores like high tide
I was cold to the call of awakening

I broke under the strain of time
And decided I could not have any more
My life was my sole possession
And it was broken to its core

Attachments and chains created bonds
I have nothing to offer and only tears
I have needs that go far beyond
Bitterness ruined my memory of the years

I lost my name
Spent sacrificing for the future
I earned my shame
No glory only now a cancerous tumor