Shore sight today
turbulence of snow storm
purifying cuts freeze into the bones
like time, has no mercy on some souls
bitterly they gnaw in hearts devoured
foot anchored in self hate then spin on loath
blood is sought by the waving swords
you thought we'd learn ..
but not so except showcases
deeds to please our own ego
no mercy is the undertone
must have been so torn
she is no longer soft
in crude rusted wit
nothing amuses
her faceless glare
in such fierce grimace
not a sight to behold
shattered mind
set out in splinters ,
to whoever's keep
of it's context in sight
a split second too long ...
I've seen one too many
loneliness and pain
the core of such work
teacher of hostility
shock you to wake, only,
to sleepless nightmare
ask of your biding
no one has the cure
God cannot help those
whom think not
the need to help themselves
Life abides
in one leap, of choices
joy or sorrow, evermore
entirely one's own course
I wondered how a warm smile
molds in sand and snow
on those passing souls
when waves are sharp in call
Hell, what deserves grief?
...
I don't want to know!
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