World Weary

I am the ghost of me.
Always standing two steps behind.
Just a shadow really of a real man.
Sensing everything, but locked in my mind
utterly unable to alter reality or time.
I am bound, a man, but not blind.
People are made of glass and I see into their hearts,
fearing always what I will find.

I am weary, weary of being tongue tied,
the shackles made of love and fear,
a thousand trial conversations,
made of thoughts and words I can't share.
I am trying myself, guilty of being alive,
every person, judge and jury made unaware.
The juries out, but I condemn myself each day,
as into every pair of eyes I stare.

 

I am but a man so please look at me this way.


Ok like writing sinical stuff

Martin T. Brown
Director

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