Darkened
The smile is gone for now.
So is the joy.
The beauty of life unimportantsomehow amazed that it ever was.
The light is dimmed as if a romantic setting is near. Though it’s visit is shallow and of no real appeal.
My life is darkened by a lie not of my own making.
A lie that has its hold on me and has slowly
destroyed me. I don’t like my darkened self.
Not one bit.
(c)sjb 7/11/08
