Misery’s Cycle

Crying out , questioning, wanting to understand
Why misery chooses to ride life’s merry-go-round
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Drapery like, blocking the light
Stifling, as it squeezes even the darkness out of the night
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Smiles erased, frowns add in lines
Hollowed out in thoughtlessness, emptied minds
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Like voices eyes weep, speaking
Peeping in through the soul’s windows, bequeathing
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Requesting answers only words can give
Left speechless whilst words are held captive
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Shades of melancholy bursting from the clouds
Thunderous bursts of silence shout out so loud
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Tirelessly searching for an opening
Piecing things together, basking in it, hoping

Grey clouds hang seamlessly creating bad weather
Alternate seasons never making the skies clearer
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Painting pictures covering the cracks
As the dampness dries out, it all reverts back
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What once was hidden, now lays exposed
Scattered around, sitting, left to decompose
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Emptiness is not to be considered commodious
Without trace, a blank canvass, left odourless
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Unable to wipe away the stains of gloom
Locked in the depths of a darkened tomb
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Revealing each unanswered question
Starting misery’s cycle all over again
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By: Alison N Tuner-Lewis (Ucalison)
© ANL 2017

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