Reign in the loss, where tears flood open emotions
Those sorrows that leave one feel closed, so hollow.
Empty cracking words nest barren with graven motions,
Quaking heartbeats kneeling faith in prayers so hallow.
Arise from the depth of depression’s quagmire darkness
Reverberating inner broth wrath of negativity boiling in acidity.
Wound eating the core away in characters feeling hopeless,
Being homeless of friends and family, wearing lonely receptivity.
Wherein pure determination, one must reach within to heal,
To create their miracle to share within personal revival salvation.
Bonding bits and pieces individual faults into hope that congeals
Whole upon an enlightened approach of assured transformation.
David Lester Young (Franklin Doppelganger) 03/14/12