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Sunday 15 December 2013

WEARY OF LIFE



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Life is for the living, and death is for the dying. But what is there for those whose living has no life, and for whom dying is not death but release?


WEARY OF LIFE

Weary of life,
Of shrugging off the darkened drapes of melancholy,
Settling like a shroud of grief upon my shoulders,
Like a veil around my face,
Like a mask around my mind.

Weary of life,
Of shaking from my memory the dusty webs of sorrow,
Woven by the spiders in the chasms of my soul,
In the ashes of my future,
In the sunsets of my past.

Weary of life,
Of gazing at the broken, empty dream that once had lived,
That once had brought the light of love, of hope, to me,
Lost now, all over, dead and done for,
Lost now, 'midst the stillness of my tomb.





1 comment:

  1. Life is for living, So live it and see, just how wonderful life can be... Patience Strong

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