Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Untitled June 4 2014

Love the sinner, hate the sin
Crimes committed, committed again

Truth hangs on a rusty nail
Hidden by hope, waiting to impale

Days pass on a tenuous thread
Bleeding heart, consumed by dread

Creating a world, nothing it lacks
Wishing affection, ignoring the facts

Aware of danger, asking for pain
Feeling the blood rush, seep from the vein

Crying the tears, that should not have fallen
Wishing return, the heart that’s been stolen



2 comments:

  1. A beautiful showing, laced with bittersweet truths.

    Nicely done.

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    1. Thank you so much. Maybe one of these days my poems will take an upward turn :) Thanks for reading and commenting my friend.

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