There's a sadness inside
That can't be denied
Though I can pretend to
Wear a smile carry a
Calm, collected demeanor
Where even a challenge doesn't faze me
God, If you only knew that
My confidence is a shell
Of past glories what
Seemed the truth
Were stories stretched over miles
Exaggeration never my style
But I wasn't going to let you
See my sweat, I would accept
Defeat in secret
But what is dark eventually
Comes to the light
And this spite is saved for a time
And a place not yet revealed as
I'm resorting to chewing fingernails
On my knees in a field shoulders hunched
Ready and able to be forgotten
Strike up the dramatic theme yet
The hyperbole is beneath me as I
Can't escape the feeling that what worked
Yesterday is way off today reaching
For energy to replenish an empty soul
Where shadows lurk menacingly yearning
To take advantage perhaps I'm overstating
And expecting a smooth passage
But change is a pain in the posterior
And I ain't gonna find
Relief feeling sorry for what can't be
If I fail to even try as I open my eyes
To the sun rising in the west
What was experienced
Was only a test
With one alternative left
To trudge on...

P-Nov 15, 2008.