Brochures piled upon the bed, edges rabbit-eared from years of wasted dreams; the world lay before him if only he had the time. As a child Jim dreamt of seeing Europe, Italy, Spain, but it is not meant to be.
A lifetime prison sentence has destroyed all of his plans.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
My struggle persists.
When confronted with belligerence I am weak;
Anger bubbles up from the depths of my soul.
Though I attempt to be as the sage,
Civil, calm, understanding, as yet I am not.
This disappoints me–disappoints me greatly,
But I have learned to forgive myself.
It is only my humanness barging through
Exposing me for what I am…a mere mortal.
Superhuman, without feelings or emotion,
I suppose not as I was born, live and will die.
Perhaps next time I will have more control,
Understanding that he who presents as my adversary
Is nothing more than my fellow man,
Ensconced with the very same emotions
That I too struggle to contain.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Broken promises
As cold as a winters day
~~ Destroying ones trust
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Abandon your fears
Scatter caution to the wind
For you only have one chance
A life lived in certainty
Will end in disappointment
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mirror shattered,
Bluish-green razor edge inviting,
Showing me pieces of who I used to be,
In fractured frames,
Blurring the lines of my worn and weary face.
To go on seems pointless,
In light of the disappointment I’ve sown in my life,
What relief cool glass to flesh would bring,
Were it not for the disappointment it would usher,
The woes of family and friends,
The abomination I would be before God,
The cowardice of my soul,
The greater Hell I would face.
Maybe this life is the biblical Hell,
Perhaps everything hereafter is Heavenly,
I do not know,
I can not know,
These things beyond the knowledge of man,
Revealed as mystery whilst I breath.
Of this I am certain, I will carry my burden,
Not for me as I am beyond hope,
But for those around me,
To prevent the shame of my imperfections.
Maybe this is the cross that I must bear,
Heavy…splinters piercing my flesh,
Wretched in this worldly skin.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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