A Sonnet, Yo

For your consideration, A Sonnet Most Lame

Many slimy wads of broken monsters,
malevolent mountains of white hatred;
unthinking hordes of hungry invaders
seek to take the nourishment I've been fed.

Dragged  down by nets laced with icy lightning,
a sinkhole in the river thats my life
each attempt at relief met with a sting,
the fork of my air cut off by a knife.

Even when the battle seems to be won,
respite hard bought with the essence of life
buried in weakness flourish foes not done
and at first chance burst forth to sow strife.

Struggles with tiny beasts leave me worn down
and coping with the costs their warath has shown.

My Thought on Some Stuff

Here is a reflection I did on my Young Religious Unitarian Universalist church group. I hope its interesting.

YRUU offers me a way to express my beliefs and hear other's in an open environment. The opportunity for meaningful discourse with like minded individuals whom I've come to love like family is one of the greatest joys I've known. A supported way to explore free religious thought has catalyzed personal growth I've experienced in these past and forthcoming pivotal years. Close bonds I've made have shown me that the more you get to know someone who you truly love, the more their soul foils your own. And in that reflection, distorted by life, are the realist truths of love, humanity, and the universe I have known. Years and journeys may separate us but I will always carry an imprint of their lives upon mine. The spiritual exercises of growth practiced in love opened up places never before explored or scarred over. Friendships made in such pure vulnerability formed deeper bonds than I could have understood