Tears stream down
from forlorn eyes
A fountain of purest substance,
flooded with lies...
Tainted by insult;
my disrespected youth
Shrouded in deceit
and deviated from the truth.
Beaten down by those
who held my trust...
And taken advantage of
with a searing lust
with anything that I said;
Whether 'twas fib or fact,
my tears were shed.
I barely withstood
their trembling fury
Tormented and questioned
by my own kinsmen's jury...
I could take it no longer;
the road was too rough...
My virtue was eclipsing;
silence and faith wasn't enough
I lost my path in dusk;
my innocence fled to darker lands
With a box of sharp objects,
I took matters into my own hands...
Shrouded by mists of confusion and pain,
I didn't know what to do
Left afraid and alone,
there was not one soul I could turn to...
And even if there was...
They wouldn't have cared to know...
They wouldn't have cared at all...
And they wouldn't have understood.
I had another memory pang/ flashback/ freakout (whatever you'd call it) recently. Instead of residing to self-destructive behaviors, I wrote this.
Hope you enjoy! ^.^ And keep your head up my Loves!!!
This is amazing...
Wow this is really good writing!
Thank you so much! I'm very glad you enjoyed it! ^.^
You know, I could probably use writing as an outlet, too!
Aww, well written. Nice poem
Your poem has really struck a nerve with me as I have been there too ... you're not alone, although I know it sometimes feels that way! Brilliant piece of work - keep positive & keep writing - it does help! Thank you for sharing x
Thank you so much for your kind words of support and encouragement. It truly does mean a lot to me
It is impossible not to be touched by this.
Wow.. This is now my favorite poem by you
It's amazing. You have great talent!
Thank you!!! Salamat!! ^.^
As do you! I expect to see sooo much more from you!!
It's so sad. But you're not alone now
It is rare to find something this genuinely heartfelt.
This was beautiful.
This was beautiful.
I hate to sound so meek, but.. This made me cry. That was beautiful, and explains a lot of my childhood. I absolutely adore this poem, and it shows that you are truly on a much higher level than I when it comes to poetry. I respect you as an author, and adore you as a friend. If ever things DO get bad again, tell me. I swear I'll be here for you. <3 You shouldn't have to bare such a burden alone.
Thank you so much Bishop. You know that your responses are always appreciated. And thank you for all of your support; whether here on dA or in real life. Thank you for everything. And you keep your head up high too.
Ur gallery is awesome. I write poetry too. I always feel touched with poetry. urs is amazing keep it up.