Thrust Upon Me - A Poem

In my gut I feel pain

Through the mail I read pain

Across the news I see pain

In my heart I know pain

Transgressions both created and thrust upon me, enveloping my soul

Moments turn to hours and hours into days

I’ve built the patience, but after a while it becomes a façade

Making my heart weary from the journey

So I turn off the world, and search for solace in the teachings

Away from prying eyes that seek and destroy

Until all else fails and I’m left just a little smaller than yesterday

​FD Thornton