resa-challender

Practice Poem - Man in Cage: When I was young I was taught that pain begets pain, Anger and animosity, malice and cruelty; So deeply inflicted, so lovingly gifted. I tasted of its rotten core and dared to call it sweet.But what do I have to show for it? White hot scars that burn in my dreams. Reminders of a fragmented bi-polar self; Self inflicted propaganda, to reinforce the "truth".Truth so lovingly fabricated by a weakness within, So desperately crying out for vindication; Openly denying all that might shed light upon me, Seeking only the company of shades in shadows...Within four walls I sleep in exile; Quietly pretending that I am sti...