Monday, July 10, 2006

Listen Up

There's a fine line
between optimism and denial

As I struggle to
out-hope your negativity, I
lose touch with my
own dysfunction

I leave
no room forGodto work on

ME

He'd just as soon
repair my

broken
ness

but, convinced that I am
whole,
I strut my
faux completeness
in front of your
despair

Tuning out the truth
is like a drug for me
and I want
another
and another hit

My espoused beliefs
say, "I like it so much better
on a level playing field."

Yet, looking down upon
your smallness
makes me feel so

SUPERIOR

That faint whisper
you hear from
up here on my pedestal
is me saying,
"Don't worry,
there's nothing wrong
around here."

--Shenandoah Lynd

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