Pain is my fellow dreamer-
In the world of agony and gleam er.
Tears are my living water-
With all the mess in clutter.
Heart breaking is my everyday task-
Among people who all wear mask.
Disappointment Is something I know well-
In the jungle of creatures in my cell.
Betrayal! What can I say?
It always covers my sun ray.
Tolerance is not today’s culture;
My being begs for some rapture.
Rambling goes on everywhere.
I am losing hope for my share.
Agony is the story of my life.
How can I fight something rife???
[ Ellie ]