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The Crucible

By Troy DeFrates

The Crucible

Gazing out the window lost wondering
fire in the crucible scorched my essence
burning my faith leaving me wandering
I was thrust in, demanding my presence.
Seared skin on the outside hides my pure pain
my very existence is now in doubt
the pain inside brings tears of salted rain
my mind wanders to and fro and about.
I ask for forgiveness and receive none
I have been in the crucible too long
I seek answers to the brightly lit sun
my poetry and writing share my song.
I must go on and cannot give up now
crippled weak and tired, I do not know how.

Article © Troy DeFrates. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-10-01
Image(s) are public domain.
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