We travel thru many of
time's bizarre moments
not knowing how to
handle the trials.
More often than not
those moments are spent
feeling rejected, or alone.
We fear the outcomes
as hard as they seem.
Transparent to no one
left to endure the surprise
to our own self.
No attempt to made to
feel love or acceptance.
A hardened heart resides
where once compassion reigned.
If for only a moment despair
lived here.
Praying for a better world
hoping for a miracle.
Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 6:00 PM UTC
We travel thru many of
time's bizarre moments
not knowing how to
handle the trials.
More often than not
those moments are spent
feeling rejected, or alone.
We fear the outcomes
as hard as they seem.
Transparent to no one
left to endure the surprise
to our own self.
No attempt to made to
feel love or acceptance.
A hardened heart resides
where once compassion reigned.
If for only a moment despair
lived here.
Praying for a better world
hoping for a miracle.
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