Endurance of immeasurable pain
Living as though dead
Exploitation of innocence’s
Victimized with cruelty
Endless days of hate
Never seeing a way out
Treacherous path of betrayal
Winding tales of deception
Erosion of once faithful trust
Naivety long ago lost
Trepidation a constant state
Yearning for some release
Spirits struggling for life
Engulfed in tragedy
Visceral acts to break free
Envisioning a better life
Not ever looking back.
ELEVEN TWENTY SEVEN
1127, 11/27, November 27
Four numbers dealt from
the devils deck of cards.
Dee: This is absolutely awesome.
You have so much talent, and you are such a deep feeling person. Incredible poetry Dee.
Thanks for mentioning this.
John
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on November 30, 2002
You have written a poem that is felt to the core.. utterly exposing this pain and by doing so, creating something of beauty.. I hope it helped to write this.. it is really good. katy.
Reviewed by Larry K
Reviewed on November 30, 2002
The use of words to make one feel pain is so well done here Dee. Excellent
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You have so much talent, and you are such a deep feeling person. Incredible poetry Dee.
Thanks for mentioning this.
John
Spirits struggling for life
Engulfed in tragedy
Visceral acts to break free
Envisioning a better life
Not ever looking back.
Not ever looking back...
Almost hurt to read this piece, Dee...
You have captured the images
perfectly...beautiful!
Amor