Lost Hope

I have been made voiceless

tongue torn

letters stolen

eyes gouged

scales no longer balance

pain

hatred

so heavy

so prevalent

kindness

joy

short supply

becoming smaller each day.

I have been made sightless

blinded

greed

wealth

poverty

injustice

turn away

can cry no more.

My value diminishes

light going out

when processed

in bytes

in numbers on the page

inflated

deflated

too late

I had believed.

Civilization is crumbling

made null and void

as the rich become richer

on death of the poor.

I too

now a part of the problem

but tired

weary

unable to fight

tears fall

I have given up.

I can only hope

someone will take my mantle up.

©April 13/20

Picture via Pinterest

I found it back in 2017 and still pops back up

now and again as an appropriate image.

Never Again

I hear you.

Chirping away at me.

Chirp.

Chirp.

Chirp.

First time you lied 

should have known better

should have shown you the door.

Second time you lied

I crossed my fingers

hoping that you were done.

Third time…..

Well damn girl…..

I was just an idiot

so lost in lust

I could not see straight.

My desire for you

my obsession with you

all consuming

eating away at me.

Back and forth I go.

Do I love you?

Or do I not?

My lack.

My confidence

gone to black.

Fed your ego

made you so tender

basked in my adoration

how does it feel

now that I am gone?

I saw you.

I see you.

I miss you.

I no longer need you.

Love you still.

Protecting my heart…..

shielded…..

shackled…..

lost

caged…..

found

in your hand or mine

shall never know.

Forgiving I am.

Wiser.

My worth.

My knowledge.

Myself.

Never again

will I forget

who I am

who I am meant to be.

Never again will I lose me.

 

March 2/19

Photo by Holly Mandarich on Unsplash