Turned my back


Turned my back and felt a knife hit my spine.
But still I smile and say I’m doing fine.
Losing blood and my skin turns pale.
Indeed, yet anothing thing I’ll fail.

Pain, so much you can’t see.
Hate, directed towards me.

I trusted in people who stayed and talked.
But in the end they turned around and walked.
Their words went sour and tore me apart.
So here I stand with hate inside my heart.

Pain, so much you can’t see.
Hate, directed towards me.

Words turned to anger and anger into rage.
I beat me down and threw me in this cage.
I sit behind bars and fighting all these tears.
In the end, I’ll stand alone against all my fears.

Pain, the truth is painfull indeed.
Hate, will in the end make me bleed.

Hopeless

I can feel your sadness in this poem, and I can relate to it. Every word you write is so true for me as well. I hope you know you are not alone in yuor feelings...

Love,
Dara

Thank you dear Dara~*

Take good care of yourself-Sis

A beautiful and sad image and a beautiful and sad poem.

You are a wonderful artist, both in images and words.

I love you, and I am proud of you.

You just keep getting better and better. I am so looking forward to being with you all the days of my life, and to having a child with you someday soon.

I think of you, dream of you, and pray for you always that you will be able to rest and heal and bloom and grow, and that you will do it all with me; I want to be with you always.

*SKWN*

AMOR VINCIT OMNIA

You illistrate your emotions well, both in the fields of poetry and art. A wonderful, saddening poem. Just remember we love you, Silke! I hope everything's going well for you.

~Best Wishes~
Megan

Wind blows so hard at times
Knocks the branches out of the trees
Leaves rubble scattered about for clean-up


Thanks for sharing.
This is a thought provoking piece.


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