Tuesday, January 15, 2008

whispered (a second sonnet)

Evil thoughts they come - your resolve to break,
Disguised lies and half-truths come from nowhere,
At night when you're half 'tween sleep and awake -
To lead down roads of darkness and despair.
Diseased words and manifested regret,
Remembered - consciously solidified.
Old promises that have never been kept -
Too weak to fulfill, too frightened to die.
Water wont wash away those twisted fears,
They remain inside like frozen, dead weight.
Unmeltable, no release of warm tears,
Mere loneliness for you to contemplate.
Turn, repenting to the One Friend above -
He is the Source of peace and endless love.

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