Halloween Poem #10:

Resurrection (The Monster's Lament)
by Michael Romani

I cannot speak in denial
Though my very soul is on trial
Looking back on all of my days
Sometimes unspeakable in my ways

There are so many things I would forget
Too many things I fully regret
Cruel at times without meaning
Finding myself frail as a human being

I have walked through Hell
Dwelling on every overlooked detail
Casting about in my harshness
Determined to find my way out of the darkness

These things that I have done
The paths down that I've begun
Are sometimes completely broken
It's deplorable, the rage I've spoken

You say that my scars are not me
Somehow you see your way through to my beauty
And for this, I will always love you
Praying that I might yet start anew

Every one of us has the Devil inside
For me too often, it's my wall of pride
Grounded in the man I believed I was
Dutiful and honor bound just because

It was as I was led to believe
Now as time turns, I do conceive
That things might be ever differently
Approaching life resurrected imperfectly

For too long, wandering so very lost
At every turn, I have paid the cost
But, with your love, I have found my home
Never more to wander afraid and alone

(c) October 10, 2019  Michael Romani
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