I'd rather face what I know and what I understand than what I don't and or could never. |
-The Coming Misery- by Keaton Foster From the sky To the ground A veil of blackness Again falls down All around me Shadows move in An eternal night Made just right Alive Under my skin Both worlds Have turned dark Resulting in A suffocating absoluteness No light stings through No warmth feels true Nothing can be relied upon Those few glimpses of escape Will easily be laid to waste The coming misery Will be quite a reality I will suffer more than most I will face all of my pain Headlong I’ll plead Living within this shame Doubled over Due to such excess I will spell his name Knowing all along That I’ll be ignored Moot is the point Of every liar in kind He won’t be fooled Nor again will I I’ve made my bed Set into stone It is uncomfortable To everyone but me Paying for my sins And living this life One and the same Quantifiable happenstance Turned on its head The coming misery Par for the course Fuel for direction Challenging everything Via my awkward perspective Writing out these ideas And terrifying thoughts Forcing those unlike me To question what is real And what will become possible They themselves will become Uncomfortable within Upon such speculation There guarded defenses Will further be challenged They will turn inwards Towards their one true God He will embrace them as many As he ignores me as one Abstaining with regard to me And my dire case has become His Modus Operandi The son of every Is the father of none The man who bled Upon that cross Rising from the darkness Into forever true light In no concern of mine The coming misery Is and will always be My one true God Of both circumstance And endeavor… The Coming Misery Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |