March 29, 2012 by Sez
Discouraged by the cruelty and the lies
I retreat back from inside my eyes, withdraw.
I’ve sized the world up, weighed its flaws and found
My soul too raw to cope with sounds and stenches
It turns in-bound: it wrenches itself free
And ventures to the inner me to hide,
To flee deeper inside until this passes
The wide and wild masses of despair…
But soon, alas, I have to care again
And stare again at all the pain, the lies.