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The Path of Silent Tears
O beauty long denied does it matter if on my dying breath, I sought you for comfort? Would you continue to shun me? So close, so far trapped in a bubble of solitude in the great ocean of life.
Am I ever to taste the wine of life or continue drinking the vinegar of lost dreams?
Many will tell of lifes false love but could it be possible that is not what it seems?
To give, take, lose and suffer.These things to experience, the needs and desires of others. This glimpse through the murky fog, to bring clarity to a path of silent tears.
Each second whirling by seems like a race.
But time has no lating effect, take a look at the stone of my face.
The burn of regret and sorrow, is the strongest emotion pilling to the top. Was there ever truth and joy that just slipped through numb fingers? Born to die is what we are, perhaps a joke played on us by a creator?
Take me out of this arena of stupidity.
Give me a life of peace and humility.
Is it all a hollow existence without meaning or substance? Are love, riches and power, merely deceptions in this great joke called life? The calm reason of purpose has been lost as the approaching clouds of the storm.
To remember, long ago as I once did,
before the fog and closing of the lid.
Thoughts bounce like rain upon my mind. Soaking, drying but never leaving.Stuck in a bog, unsure of even where it began or ends. Trying to bring forth soldity from the pure liquid that escapes through the crevices.
A task this is time consuming and will be continued for many years
The path always tread of silent tears.
