This poem was meant for December 19, 2019.  This is, among other observances, National Emo Day.. So Happy that… In my own confessional, I am struggling a bit these last few days with my upcoming birthday, Christmas almost here and the resounding silence of the absence of my little girls echoing in my heart and mind to the point that it’s driven me to my knees in sorrow.  The darkness is closing in to the point where I can barely breathe. Sort of fitting for emo day right?  Anyhow

Ruined Absolution
by Michael Romani

From beneath the bangs
Of her long jet black hair
Her wanting smile hangs
As she tells me without care

Of how with her taste for ink
She's taking back her Sundays
Rather she should feel than think
Sinfully loving in a thousand ways

There is a structure in
The way life wears it thin
Given in emotional expression
In an escape from our compression

Some find it inspirational
I hear it borne as confessional
Tight tee shirts and skinny jeans
Worn in the angst of us human beings

The world becomes a beautiful place
When we're no longer afraid to embrace
The pain that hides behind our pride
Still taking it all in our best stride

Life it seems is a chemical romance
And I'm no longer afraid to die
Falling in love at a single glance
Do it or die, we'll never question why

Emotionally fraught and introspective
Seldom held anywhere near contemplative
Its the burn of hearts worn on sleeve hack
When tenderness leavens the sonic attack

Exchanging the sighs of yesterday's violins
In place of the pounding savage violence
We know that the nothing of something feels good
And that life will never be Hollywood

(c) December 19, 2019  Michael Romani
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