Chapter 162
Deepest Sadness And Pain
The very emotions that cut to the bone
As they savage the heart and brain
Creating beautiful poetry that comes
Out of the deepest sadness and pain
As those we love and worship
Shower us with traumatic rejection
It is something we never understand
No matter the time lost in reflection
Being cast aside like living flotsam
Is doubled in the agony of replacement
Knowing what it is like to be tortured
The heart and minds absolute defacement
Not good enough
Not . good . enough
NOT GOOD ENOUGH
NOT . GOOD . ENOUGH
Screams and haunts the heart and mind
Growing only louder with the echoes of time
Whatever we once were excruciatingly expires
Leaving only a trace in an insignificant rhyme
As we capitulate our meaningless existence
Leaving life to the living we chose to abstain
Formulating picturesque verse that comes
Out of the deepest sadness and pain
Nobody
