Hidden Happiness

Sacred Venus






Rage flows from my finger tips

My brain struggles to keep up.

Fighting against myself, struggling to see who will come out on top

Demons versus conscience

Exaggerations verus Truths

Hatred rains from my eyes

Leaving trails of guilt

Trapt in a loop of ill guided choices, masked as indiscretions of youth

Unable to forget

Unable to forgive

Loneliness seeps from my pores

Ashamed of where I am

Past the point of point of no return

Locked up in could have been

Tortured by memories

Tortured by fate

Rage flows

Hatred rains

Loneliness seeps

Happiness hides.

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