So tired of living
Getting so tired of living
Yet that`s what I must do
Hard to take what life`s giving
I struggle to see this through
Each day is so different
Yet, each day remains the same
This is how I must repent
Part of an endless reality game
Enclosed by bars of steel
And walls like cliffs of stone
With no consideration of appeal
confined with many yet still alone
A world like no other
concealed from public view
To one another we claim brother
The truth of it speaks not but from a few
Made to work without a wage
No appreciation for my toil
doesn`t matter what the age
Rest will come when I`m in the soil
Till then I struggle to see this through
accepting what life is giving
It can be so very hard to do
When I get so tired of living.
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Sorceress
A sorceress you are with familiars three
Mystical Cat, Silent Bunny and Bushy Lady
Living in a cottage near the enchanted wood
Practicing magic wearing cloak and hood
What pray tell in your cauldron brew
A magic potion or delicious stew
Two young apprentices with you dwell
With visions of the world their heads do swell
Like witches of old you capture those astray
Enticing lost souls with words you play
Chants on paper, curious written rune
Evoking the power of sun and moon
Captured souls numbering now four
found in a magic box thru which you scour
Reaching round the world asunder
Four hearts begin beating like thunder
setting them free of that which does bind
Through understanding and compassion so kind
Lifting spirits higher than a cloud
You make one and all proud
Sorceress with familiars three
Having a friend like you is almost being free.
(Well, it`s close )
Proud to say that this second poem was written for me :-))
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