- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Bleak Soul
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Life’s always been my secret pain
When I was young my life changed
Bleeding out all that was great
Becoming the object of my hate
I wish I could change my direction
When I look in the mirror, it’s not my reflection
I’ve given myself up for sacrifice
Weighted is my soul as it pays the price
For my wretched and cold ways
I’ve been dangerous in these ending days
Letting this venom flow past my lips
Not caring into whose heart I rip
From all that is right I have been banished
All that once captivated my heart has vanished
Tears of compassion once stained my face
With malice and disdain they’ve been replaced
Lies have now tainted my once pure soul
And my peace and happiness they stole
- COMMENTS
tazz317over 11 years agojust use whats left to rekindle the flame, TK U MLJ LV NV....ps this poem has the meter to be in play or musical theater, mlj
BOSTONFICTIONWRITERover 16 years agoYour poetry has a familiar theme (lol). You sound angry but not. Bitter but not. Hostile but not. Even though your words are biting, your love and innocence still comes through. Interesting.
