WASTE

I feel, and you tear.
I love and you judge.
I hurt and you laugh.
I give and you break.
myself, looking at the reflection,
It is my fault.
I cannot, turn hate,
Into love.
I take, the waste, and swallow
thirst of pride, looking,
away, for the
light of hope,
that will never come.
I have goodness,
ready to bleed from lips
that speak of blame,
the reflection is
me. Lost because
I accept what comes.
My daughter will
love,
like me.
she is hope.
my son will know
the scars of my
heart.and love,
like her.
our children can hear
the pain,
and touch love,
never accepted,
for I love.
blind,
the one whom
will never,
love me.
again.
I am still
whole.
unbroken.
lost,
and full of hope
that is never,
leaving me.
or coming
back.
but still
I believe.
lost.

WASTE

martin venit

Chicago, United States

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Artist's Description

I know what
reflects back,
and accept all
that comes,
with hope.

Artwork Comments

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  • H Maria Perry
  • Gregory John O'Flaherty
  • Jennifer Darrow
  • martin venit
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