The Lesion
My heart is crying
Words tear me apart
From hate, anger and envy
Envy of the physical realm
Hungry for an emotional release
Congested in an emotional garden
Not one releasing me from its emotional bondage
Treated like thorns
Love, a dream I search for
Down a hopelessly winding path
Rejected, alone and crying out for help
Trust and hope is no more
Out the door they both have gone
Hate flames stagnant in my eyes
Jealousy my invisible cloak
Hurt completely tears me apart
Not carrying for anyone
I despise all of you.
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Poetic Madness in the Making
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