from within

Failure Of Us

You failed me.

You failed me now.

In thousands of red hot intonations,

By the Darkness of your perceptions…

That’s who you are.


I failed you.

I failed you somehow.

In my composed icy expressions,

By the Martyrdom of my confessions…

That’s who I am.


We are toxic.

Skull and bones babies.

Fleshed in ruptured emotion,

To one another – a deathly portion.

That’s who we are.


We are Love.

Unable to share.

Seeking relief  and redemption

In the shadows of condemnation.

That’s our world.


We were love

Out there

To every sister and brother,

 While loving

 and killing

Each other.


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