Patches of Life

False accusations thrown in my face

with no proofs or truths to contemplate.

More people trying to foil my life

leaving my world filled with more strife.

The good, the bad no equalization

one side here and the other no where near.

One ally among many enemies

leaving me to fight alone.

A speck of light in a world of darkness.

Finding happiness in the location

of a lone snowflake in a world of white.

A human sacrifice to uphold

to save a relationship from the cold.

Yet again I find the darkness

locked up inside it tries to consume.

If I am not lost again in the gloom I will

fight to subdue the demon of my mind.

A bomb comes down to destroy my peace

it splits in two and multiplies

with each person to whom I confide.

So back to solitude, my house of doom.

Gale force winds shake the place

they threaten the place, must rebuild

while it reveals a fury so untold

but I am a most generous host.

Again it returns more and more,

to unwind my life dement and distort

leaving me once more to

mend and sew

the patches of my life back on

so I may again stand strong.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written mid march.

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