| THE AFTERMATH. TODAY ALL MY HOPES STAND BELIED, WITH NO PROSPECT YET IN SIGHT. EVEN THOUGH DEATH WILL COME WHEN IT COMES, YET, WHY DOES NOT SLEEP COME IN THE NIGHT. I ONCE COULD LAUGH AT THE STATE OF MY MIND BUT NOTHING CAN MAKE ME LAUGH TODAY. TO PRAY AND OBSERVE PENANCE I KNOW IS GOOD BUT MY MIND IS NOT DISPOSED THIS WAY. THERE MUST BE SOMETHING THAT HOLDS MY TONGUE NOT THAT I KNOW NOT HOW TO SPEAK CENSURE NOT MY YEARNING, FOR YOU TO ARE TO BLAME YET, IF YOU BUT ONCE STOP RESISTING ALL CONFLICT WILL GO AWAY. NOTHING CAN BE GAINED BY RESORTING TO SARCASM, YET CRUEL WORDS CANNOT DRAW A KIND RESPONSE. IF YOU CANNOT SEE MY SCALDED HEART CAN'T YOU DEAR WOMAN SMELL THE BURN? KEEP ON COAXING YOUR LOVE IF NOT UNION, THEN LET LONGING BE. AND I AM IN THAT OBLIVIOUS STATE, A STRANGER TO MYSELF, WHERE I AM. ~LONELY BEING~ The Author has copyright © of the poems
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