Saturday, May 14, 2016

Alan Garfoot- A Poem

Tormented Skies

Locked inside a caged beast, 
Tragic heart of fractured beat, 
Wont see no rest or have no peace, 
A being of lies, forgotten woe and defeat. 
Hope was lost a winter ago, 
The sting of self inflicted marks, 
Bleeding out into the snow, 
Tormented skies of a broken heart. 
Savor the void of a darkened rapture, 
Feel the darkness within your soul, 
Savage feelings and needy distractions, 
A torn self which will never be whole. 
As silent as the soul destroyer, 
Wretched lost and so afraid, 
A telling sign you shall never recover, 
The debt is due the mark was made. 

1 comment:

  1. I can feel the rain pouring down -- no cover or wanting any.