Song of Joy

 

I will tarry here for a time, for surely there is a heart inside of me that has been forsaken

Not by love of beauty and lustful flesh but by lying tongues and devilish snares to which my soul was not blind

Yet selfishly and foolishly I coaxed my already lonely soul downward to the deepest sorrow in my heart

            I cried against my desire for worldly vices to fill my soul  but outwardly I longed to be not who I have been

Behind the drunken laughter of even my own there from hence my pain grew

Friends are false when they sip away for they owe me nothing in their eyes

It is always me, the perpetrator for I have not once confessed to the truth or the lies

This is who I am when I am not myself full of self destructiveness and bitter words

But they cannot be my enemy until I have faced myself

So I will tarry here no longer for there is no good thing to be had

I will wonder hopelessly until I find my bitter self begging to be killed

 

Author's Note

The format was giving me some trouble.