Indulging is what I know best,
never am I satisfied
You may see my ways as – wasteful
I see not enough.
Gorging when I can,
always absorbing.
Gluttony is my sin.
Monthly Archives: March 2017
Vice IV
Here I stand – invincible.
No boundaries can contain me,
I am better — than you.
You are meek
compared to me.
A God I am,
Pride is my sin.
Vice III
Seeking revenge
is what I do best.
Inflicting pain
is my substance.
Hatred fuels my day
engulfed in rage,
Wrath is my sin.
Vice II
Don’t you see
all the green?
I prefer gold and silvers,
draped around my neck
empowering my life.
I could always use more.
Greed is my sin.
Vice I
Here I lay
day in – day out.
Moving about the day
is always a drag.
Tired is how I feel.
I’m like a rock –
Sloth is my sin.
Acceptance
She brushed the dust off
their portrait from 1987.
Side by side they stood
smiling on their wedding day.
They brought three children
into the world wrapped in care.
She refused to accept that
their love had died years ago.
Along the way she lost herself,
living to only see her children grow.
Now its her time to be herself once more,
finally accepting the dreadful truth.
Love for Him
There you lay
Soundly asleep,
nights like
these are my favorite.
Honey isn’t as sweet
as this.
Every sun rise
you’re by my side,
my partner in crime.
You’ve saved
this damsel
in distress more
than once.
My life changed
for the better
with you in it.
