I believe the time has come for me to move on once again,
As there are unspeakable horrors occurring around me.
Just the slightest wall separates me,
From the repulsive happenings that threaten my simple existence.
This tragedy plays itself out daily,
Terrorizing helpless humans at a tender age.
In its menacing tone it makes me feel childlike cowering in the corner horrified.
This place does not feel like a safe haven any longer.
Though it may be a shelter for my physical form,
It lies open that side of my emotions that feels the pain of those suffering around me.
Though small and serene inside,
My home is surrounded by abuse,
Unfriendly aging neighbors,
And a corner drinking establishment,
Where a sampling of humanity visit to feed their lonely lives.
Yes I do believe the time has come for me to once again be moving on.
Photo by Shannon Downey © 2015
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