The Oxymoronic Mood

On a night like tonight,
I can never remember,
And I can’t ever forget.
The images won’t come,
Blurred by scenes I can’t forget.
The joy juice flows,
And yet only numbness follows.
No one wants to know
What I need to shout to heal.
The pain sears so deep,
Yet there’s not a thing I feel.
No one wants
What I know I need.
Deeds done in dark must come to light,
But the power died years ago.
They won’t believe
What I know to be true,
And so they are blind
To the truths shouted in my life.

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