“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”
― Plato
I’m weighed down by my sins
nailed and crucified
time and time again
it bears a weight on my soul
the daunting
unbearable weight my
soul bears
Tugging and lugging this
sadness and despair
I drag myself everywhere
I carry those little stones
of jealousy, angst, and ego
for balancing the scales
Scraping my knees and
tossing and tumbling
I drag myself to eternity
praying for the redemption
under the bated breath
I wonder
why the gods have
turned away from me
This rising tide
which I’m caught under
with raspy and wheezing
breathing,
I’m too ignorant
and full of
false pride
to understand
the price I’m paying
for the sins of thee.
–Megha
Strong!
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very powerful Megha!
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Thanks Wendi
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🙂 absolutely!
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Thanks Wendi
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