POSSIBILITY

I loath the thought of possibility

a possibility of anything for that matter

I resign myself to inner wars

Hope dares not interrupt

It led me here after all

I let myself be deceived

that things wouldn't be the same

I let myself follow blindly

the hopes from a troubled past.

I had thought for an instant

just this once....

that it would be different

that I would in fact

get that one thing I wanted the most

How stupid is a mind of a child-at-heart

to even have such a wish

like the times before gave me as much

How naive can I be

to think of a possibility where it's possible for me

to feel something good

but.....

like all the times before being here

only presents with one possibility.....

It will bring me no such peace.

A DAY IN AUGUST

A day in August...

He set for us;

the judge with a tyrant's tongue

yet he's our only protection

from the snatch-y hands of our creditors

and a sudden wipe off this earth

We don't know how it came to this.

We don't know why it came to this

that our very friends could stab us

right where it hurt the most,

that they could let us drown in waters

infested by loan-sharks.

Feelings must have been mutual

but greed lies behind many faces

Now we search the world with no prevail

We're constantly watching our backs for their dogs,

even a neighbor can't be trusted.

But, how we trust....

when we can't even trust ourselves?

We fight and bicker at any given opportunity

always searching for a dark spot in snow

We hate so fast

We love too slow

We have become exactly what they wanted

despite our innocent conscience,

They're weakening our family ties

for they know of the strength we can have in numbers.

We're growing apart with each rising sun

We're letting them win come that day in August.