no answers

spare me your questions,
for i have no answers
that will satisfy you.
pretend that you are unaware
of the tears that dirty my face,
as i attempt to rebel
against the madness of my world.
nothing can ever prepare me
for the sorrow that
swallows me whole,
leaving no time for consideration.
the fierceness never ceases
to shock and intimidate even i.
waves of emotion weary me
as i struggle to lay them to rest
in the deepest corners of my soul.
was i born to suffer without reason
or is there some divine purpose
that for now is hidden from my view?
it is lonely, this world of mine.
a tyrant rules with a vengeance,
my despot of insanity.
spare me your questions,
for i have no answers
that will satisfy me.

dina marie
march 2006