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The Inferno

by James Zealy

I've lived a personal inferno
Tainted by a loved one's indescretion
Begging for a chance to appease
The lack of personal connection

And I sacrificed pride to survive
Both personal, and financial
To save what was left
Times 5

Yet as I watched with dismay
The interpersonal destruction
Of trust with our three
I contemplated why did we?

At times, it seems
We soured our dreams
Destroyed our sanity
Burned a dark path to misery

Yet we are still a family
Fighting to make some sense
Of this life long crusade
To make a difference

To make a legacy
That surpasses the insanity
And leaves some semblance of self respect
For what we tried to project

The battle is raging
To make right what was not
Despite the mistakes
That time forgot

Our life is like a slow moving river
Veering ever so slightly together
Creating a path
That we can only see looking back

Yet Hope still lives
That we can overcome
The past we have made
To taste at last, the right way

06/25/2004

Author's Note: Life is never easy. But sometimes it seems the battle becomes all consuming. But we can never give up can we? That is the philosophical question. This my first new piece in a while, the others I posted are some of my past work. I hope you enjoy it.

Posted on 06/25/2004
Copyright © 2024 James Zealy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/29/04 at 04:23 PM

James this is awesome!! It's amazing to me, the different paths we all take to get our lives to fit right.I find honor in your sacrafices.

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