I have beckoned God
to take the pain of loss.
I have paid in agony
crucifying myself aloft.
I fell far once yes I
was far below the eyes.
That looked out far
bringing biting bitter ice.
That bit disappointment
seeping deep in my bones.
From faces no longer there,
no soft laughs, just alone.
Agony came in waves,
from a life I wanted not.
From eyes never yielding
judgment as if like frost.
Critical, slurs do sting,
and harsh tones do bring
avalanches of distraught
songs mockingbirds sing.
See that the purest of us
need friendships at no cost,
and that just as everyone
use not judgement to tear apart.
Set your journey for an
adventure towards discovery.
That would enlighten
and bring a heart recovery.
Understand a heart can love,
then see we all can be kin.
So that we all may not
feel such dredging pain again.
For love numbs the rain
that would find our faces.
And erases the imperfections
that seem to find our places.
Love that of a friend that
would reach out a hand.
That would not seek devices
pulling under like quicksand.
