I am caught between tantrum and calm resignation

Suffering in silence is a poorly learned lesson.
There is no reward for this acceptance
even divined by the debts accrued
even divined  in the darkest tents

Who appointed me to be my advocate?
With my poorly presented arguments
and a lack of a reasoned reply?

It is true that we die alone
It is true that we die alone

 My epitaph:

 “No….I am not sorry.”

Rachmunis
Rachmunis

Empathy for the secrets of the soul’s purpose
Is a doubtful defense

 “No….I am not sorry.”