Affinity

Excuse me while I bleed on you
Perhaps you’re broken, too
Suffocating lips of blue

Cloudy skies filled with rain
Cancer called just a stain
Denial, repressed pain

Battles lost without the fight
Caverns detached from the light
Stoic wrong or right

Messages of cheery thought
Happiness that can’t be bought
Garbage that you caught

After living with a cheat
I have for you such a treat
Pardon me and my feet


I read a text from a friend while listening to a Regina Spektor song today. The result was the above poem. Each stanza reflects some aspect of a person in my life...whether it be their past, present or a mishmash of both. All except the last one. that one is my cry to the big G.

I feel guilty for feeling bad about my heartache. I have so much more than most but still the emotional pain seems to overshadow it all.

I wonder what the results of the upcoming test will reveal about me. I wonder if it is another trial placed before me or will be nothing at all. I'm definitely not Job and this time, i'm afraid I'll fail.