Suffer

With a moon half-empty

and a sky that's gone to waste

and the twilight offers cold embrace

the amber of autumn fades

and the greys of summer's mistakes

and the dreams we try to replicate...

they fall away

isn't this world something wonderful

that we were made to suffer both it's honesty and

cruelty?

today

with a heart half-empty

and a light I've yet to see

and the sadness takes ahold of me

and fire-white burns like...

agony.

entropy.

we all fall apart

to the cadence of our bleeding hearts

they fall away

isn't this world something wonderful

that we were made to suffer both it's majesty and

cruelty?

they fall away...

and is grace not something beautiful that we were made

to suffer?

the lucid touch of clemency.

and our tears become a sanctuary we are made to suffer

with tenderness and empathy.

we are made to suffer.