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Eyes of anger, betrayal,
sadness, and fury
I'm the defendant
and they are my jury
That didn't hear both sides
and assume a guilty plea
The judgement and assumptions
Have took a toll on me
The wounds have re-opened
I am filled with regret
The tears won't stop falling
My face is soaking wet
I thought it was behind me
That I was off the hook
But there were some things
That were fatally over-looked
The life is sucked out of me
I'm no longer full of zeal
There pain is too palpable
These wounds won't seem to heal
I know what I need to do
to overcome this disgrace
We need to discuss this;
and do it face-to-face
I hope that in time
We all can forgive
So the part of us that's dying
Can once again live
YOU ARE READING
Candle in the Night
PoetrySome frustrations could have been avoided if we had been upfront from the beginning instead of assuming. Simply communicating our feelings, hopes, and expectations would have been the happy and healthier way to go.
