Friday, July 20, 2012

Post 13 of 27- Inspections Wry

It's almost 2am! I really am going to get to sleep at a decent time someday. But for tonight, here is my rumblings :) Enjoy!

Inspections Wry

I need your help
I'm about to cry
These hurts of mine
Will make me die
No outward sign
Not even a sigh
I give to them
With unpitying eye
But Lord you know
From up on high
That all my game
Is just a lie
A sad facade
To mask my fie
So please come now
My end is nigh
All dreams repressed
Hope's fount run dry
Not one day more
To question why

~Armas

2 comments:

  1. Wow. Intense. Sounds familiar too.... And almost hopeful at the end...

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  2. I really love this one. My favorite part is:

    But Lord you know
    From up on high
    That all my game
    Is just a lie
    A sad facade
    To mask my fie

    God knows everything about me even when I put up a front. Good stuff, Noah!

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