I, the Ugly

Source of Inspiration

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Yesterday, I became a monster…
all the things I thought
I had left behind.
Afterwards, I felt ashamed,
confused as to why I
exploded in anger and resentment.

Is there a cesspool of ugly
deep within us all
waiting to erupt,
triggered by fear or fatigue?
How is it that we can not
rid ourselves of this seed of woe?

I pour love and light into
this pit of darkness
until I am sure it is gone,
yet sooner or later,
the ugly appears again
sending me running to the
arms of our Creator
asking for help and comfort.
I wonder if this is why
we have the Darkness…to
help us remember,
to remind us when
we stray too far?

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