The fragrance of betrayal is deafening. It keeps us from acknowledging the pain and confusion we cause in others, as well as ourselves. The fragrance of self-righteousness is warming and consoling. It causes us to believe we are above the fray. When in reality we are the cause of dismay.
This carousel makes me ill Always circling what’s not real Round we go with no direction Only to feel the sting of neglecting Until we end this vicious cycle of confusion Self-esteem will be nothing more than an illusion Enter each day with “glass half-full” direction LivingFree and LovingOnPurpose will be the conclusion