Stoic attitude
Hides the depth of your feelings
Rose’s thorny bloom
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Stoic attitude
Hides the depth of your feelings
Rose’s thorny bloom
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blame, cursed blame eats at the soul
Recusing the heart from feeling…loving
Oblivions incessant darkness shadows every breath
Knocking on every door selling its wretched wares
Even goodness recognized is stymied by the gauntlet
Nothing is permitted passage for fear of pain
No one is let beyond the citadel’s ramparts
Entry can not be bought as the heart’s gate is closed
Strangled by pity and destined for loneliness
Sadness ravages because we cannot let go
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I escaped with my skin though tattered and torn
Yet feeling far less than whole.
Far less like me than when I was born,
A piece of me it seems to have stole.
I ponder this mystery for reason I’ve not,
No finger can I place on the cause.
Giving my attention giving all that I’ve got,
In spite of my inherent flaws.
This feeling I have is an odd one indeed,
There’s nothing I can pinpoint to blame.
My mind the enabler melancholy it feeds,
Insanity is clearly its aim.
For sanity’s sake I must surely let go or suffer the wrath of its grip,
Still deep in my heart I certainly know this only a momentary slip.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
My heart cries for you
Helplessly twisted in knots
But what can I do
Comfort is all I can give
While you are curled in grief
Wiping tears away
Embracing you as lover
And as dearest friend
You are my reason to live
My love and my everything
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~