Broken again
My heart feels the pangs of heartache as the cold hand of time rips it from my wounded chest
Running away from the nightmare that seems to follow me from day in and day out
Nothing but thrashing and burning the turbulence felt within seeking a shelter far away
Drifting into oblivion, into nothingness aimlessly wondering the daunted streets of misery
Feeling the dark ground beneath my feet…
My soul cries out it’s defeat
Drifting like a wisp a shadow of what used to be
Left to decay and wanting
To be a shadow built from my own demise
While he stands above me
In his camouflage, his disguise
Still, seeking a light with this darkness
Like a gossamer shroud that covers me
Vengeance I take you within myself
But about instead of my anguish
Bringing forth my broken soul
Poetry
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