He whispers within me,
wordlessly—
drawing dark pictures with the eyes.
His portrait I will later recognize,
though now I pray here—
thoughtlessly.
And all this time I’ve bottled up—
restlessly,
and more than that I’ve shut my eyes,
and thrown up an indescribable disguise,
so I can continue continuing—
happily.
He never mentions my mean
mentality.
Though his words reveal he knows my demise—
and in a deep breath I release my lies,
while He goes onward—
wordlessly.
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