Wednesday, October 13, 2010

One of " those" days.

Such love and such rage

One moment spent in adore and the next in complete hurt

Feeling stripped of any voice and ability to disable harmful behaviour

Speaking loudly and with perfect clarity internally but outwardly left a complete mute

And then in all irony and with a placid disposition, agreeing as one speaks of the hardships of speaking up and communicating properly.

Oh the glorious frustration

Is it dependence or discipline that sustains the inward dismay?

Not knowing the out come the only clear path is surly this,

In which way will you behave while you wait to understand that grace isn’t an excuse or exception for being disregarded?

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