The Survival Of The Fittest
By Audrey Michelle, Spoken Word Artist.
“Sad Angel” — Photo by Nimiko Nara
Stranded in the ends of time
A mind that needs to unwind
Living too much within a past
That pain consumed and it still lasts
A view that still sees purity
Though only shown pure cruelty
Each and every person met
Is loved and proven a regret
They hurt a sore and beaten heart
While smiling as it’s torn apart
All shreds of hope and fantasy
Are sliced for crimes
Though not guilty
There is an image to pursue
Beauty viewed by any view
Beauty though has disappeared
Wept out and fallen with each tear
Assumptions made while viewing cover
Assumes there’s no more to discover
Forced each time by will inside
To try to force a truth denied
The goodness is seen, but then ignored
Beauty does not come with such reward
Others survive by turning bitter
While true of heart shall only wither
Though always just misunderstood
When saw the world as full of good
The sweetened mind can’t realize
A truth that offers its demise
Life would end with such resolve
So to bitterness, truth can’t evolve
❤️❤️❤️
Thank you so much ♥️♥️♥️
Definitely brightened a dreary day. Sleep is a symphony this evening.
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Thanks to you too, my friend. Sleep definitely seems like a good idea after the day I had today.
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