Tired and Weary

The rains are no respite to the weary.
An adage age old but still holds true
My old heart now worn out dearly
And all I have lived for is now rue
To believe was a grave mistake
And to give faith was a graver sin
For all I have received was a stake
Through my heart firmly buried in
For now all has turned to dust
And on Faith, belief, respect or love
A decaying rot festers and crust
For in this darkness only the ill moves

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