I am,but a mortal man
A brittle pot filled with emotions
On the brink of overboiling,
If stabbed,do I not bleed?
If hurt,do I not experience pain?
Do you think tears
Are incapable of falling from my eyes?
Do you condescendingly gaze at me
When I'm unable to grasp reality?
Does it bring you immense joy
When I'm appalled by my sobbing?
If not,I strongly doubt
You ever being of flesh and blood
And that I,
An imbecile,
Cloistered by the blindness
He so obediently succumbed to,
Never laughed,nor cried
Or ever lived
To love a single soul!
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Ignorant By Default
PoetryEnter the mind of the broken. These are emotions I went through, the pain and sorrow I experienced...