PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

where has all my grand expectations gone to

I look long and hard yet only find the good between

far and few

I should take my personal purpose of being and

for now set it aside

behind my weakness I childishly hide

all of us have some deep indescribable pain

and a constant searing guilt

we lock it up deep in our hearts behind the iron

walls of the indifference we have so passionately

built

the mind, in its attempt to hide a drastic mental

scar

will mutate itself into something sickening and

brilliantly bizarre

and its the face that pays such a crippling price

to cover all the inner mess

all the frustration and hate doesn't immediately

get made up

for when, to the truth and fact you finally confess

the enormity of the job I still have left to do

one can only guess

to get myself back on track quickly to deter further

scarring

for this very reason I am hard pressed

whose to say better than me whether I'm doing too

little or too much

the best help comes from the inside

and the greatest healer of them all is

The Private Touch.............

(written Aug 9,1991)