DAMAGED, TAINTED, AND FORSAKEN
the darkness
in which we live
the desperation
which hovers
these have touched
the inner self
broken through
our defenses
where hope fails
and dreams fade
what rushes in to fill?
dread becomes
the theme of day
and nightmares
the environment
which we breathe
we grow twisted
bent and warped
in grotesque forms
yet not enough
to find the seams
to seep through cracks
or make escapes
through sheer inversion
no, we are damaged
just enough
so that nothing here
will work for us
so that we have no one
on our side
so our prayers are echoed
back as curse
how to believe
in any good?
how to see light
as other than a lie
a false illusion
drawing in
to yet another trap
to more agony and pain?
- Brendan Tripp
05/07/2001
Copyright © 2001 by Brendan Tripp