A series of events,
Some Good, some Bad, some Ugly.
We only like the Good, attempt to hide the Bad, and reject the Ugly.
We only show the Good, attempt to hide the Bad, and lie about the Ugly.
Once upon a time, a Life lived like that.
Little did I know,
The weight of the cross I bore.
Now out in the open for all to see
The Good, Bad, and the Ugly.
Freed from the Cross,
Knowing the Beauty of Weightlessness
Wanting others to have the same pleasures as I.
What a fool I am…
When each have their own cross to bear
The effort and their weight,
makes me sad.
Who knew Loving was this Hurtful
– Nim –