Self-inflicted Anguish

[m.n.i.w]

Self - inflicted anguish.
The feelings I can't vanquish.
Can't change the picture that was painted.
My story of optimism tainted.
Stained by the faults of the world.
I beat myself up just to finish off what the world left.
I search for life's meanings in things that lack depth.
I'm searching for God in the bottom of a barrel.
I'm looking for love in the dumps.
I'm trying to illuminate the pitch black.
But all the world does is pitch black back.
Soon I'm engulfed in shades of darkness.
Shadows so heartless.
Asking the Lord's foe for pardons.
Spare my soul the tragedy.
Indeed that's all I've seen.
I yearn for eternal bliss.
A life so serene.
Sins infect my mind.
Morality fails to intervene.
I'm approaching self - destruction.
While chasing ventilation.
Trying to find a way while my soul is in decay.
I journey through jungles.
I exit with scars.
I ask Him to forgive me for being lost.
Because I tend to answer when the darkness calls.

[shadowplay]

this is sweet and poignant
like a prayer
and if God can be found, indeed he'd be at the bottom of a barrel
he'd be at the end of every rope and in every teardrop
I guess I'm a reprobate because I no longer look for him
and sin to me is nothing
but perhaps going against your own sense of what is right

put ye a bandaid over that anguish and some poetic salve

[Doreen Peri]

The human condition. We all have it. Many won't dare admit they suffer but everyone does. The ones who don't admit it are only putting on masks and lying to the world. If anybody tells you his or her life is easy, they're lying to you. The most powerful thing is getting through it. It's the yin/yang of it all. Without the sorrows and strife and struggles,we wouldn't be able to appreciate the joys .... and that's cliche because it's true. Wishing you well and thanks for sharing your thoughts.