Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Affirmation Thief

He is but a thief in the night, a lowlife

Stealing the affirmations from a sea of ghosts

Whose pleasure builds up a roller coaster of high tides

Though the experience lasts only a few minutes

And leaves the cup filled with dirt

Reducing the space available for water

Muddying any water poured into the cup

It is love, that sets him free

It breaks him, it molds him, it cleanses him

Removing the pain and bitterness contained within each speck of dust

Preparing the cup to overflow

With the only affirmations that matter

Those from his wife, his daughters, his mother, his sisters

This post was reposted from, originally written on November 6th, 2010.

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