i never understood

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a short piece about moving on

Submitted: May 12, 2007

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the original sin that was gifted
was the traveling companion, tour guide to life
living on knees cracked and swollen
praying for reprieve from the latest lesson
crawling across the pristine floors
in amazement of the hallowed halls
hypnotized by beautifully sad, romanticized images
waiting for the halo to surface, beloved prize
baptized in fear, guilt and shame
suffering into saint-hood making gains
becoming the blame for indiscretions, transgressions
and unheard confessions
love was never part of the equation
nothing more is deserved, desired or required
receiving the gifts of my father
created to never fly
weighted with the lies, unanswered prayers and cries
religious quest that understanding gives life
to agonize is divine to feel peace is to die


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