My Enlightened PrayerMy Enlightened Prayer
The sun is gone,
But I have a light.
Though it is small,
It shines bright.
In my darkest hour,
It is my friend
& it will not leave me
Til the very end.
Intentionally Bad PoetryAmnesty is not something that you will give so easily
Never letting go of our past
Always seeking to forget
Lessening the burden of your suffering
Relentlessly turning harmless letters into powerful words
Eccentricity would be your name if it were up to me
Trickery would be mine according to you
Extraordinary circumstances brought us together
Now they tear us apart
Trying to sever our connection
Inventing new ways to torture us daily
Very fiber of our being strained
Everyone does not understand the meaning of these words
So much so, that they will not see our hidden message.