- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Ambrosia of Sorrow
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Tears, draining away upon my heart,
Meaningless thoughts destroys my soul,
Anger of numbness just rips me away,
Delussioned thoughts mock me,
Yet again.
Music is the fuel to my soul,
Sadness gives me energy,
Atleast to cry again,
Pain of love makes me stronger,
Not before it makes me weak,
Once more.
Nothing really happened,
But yes, I have failed once again,
Things can get better,
I didn't take my hand on picking this up,
Another time.
I keep walking away,
From life, and from love,
A love that wasn't even acknowledged,
Until now.
I know for sure,
I will live my life,
Alone.
God, You are the only one,
You use me as your puppet,
But want me to stand up to myself,
I know You're are dissappointed in me,
...I'm sorry.
When I cry,
Do You touch my face?
That is the only time I feel vulnerable,
You know it,
So why?
Will I keep doing this?
And mourn for the rest of my life,
Am I your sedative monk ever so,
The time I am here?
Why?
- COMMENTS
duddle146about 17 years agoA poignant rendering questioning why life seems to have dealt such a devastating blow. Tomorrow can be a better day.
