Perhaps I Am Just Tired
at first
i may feel sorry for you
it does not linger somehow
there is no ash in my forehead
on a second thought
i feel proud of myself for having told you the truth
we can be blessings
in disguises having given you pain
at night when i am all alone
i think about it
i feel like a bow
life size
with all strength that i have mustered
i shoot you in that darkest night of your life
i feel the speed
it is more godly or godlike
there is divine contempt in me
but with all my good intentions
i tell myself
it is all for you....for you...all for you.
when i did it, i never thought of a name or a face
i did not even think of myself.
last night i rest my head on a pillow
i had a very sound sleep....perhaps i am just tired.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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