A Soul Borrowed For a Time

Sharing thoughts can be a curse When turned against one’s soul. A trusted friend, my heart did burst. What was that friendship’s goal? Compassion finally did me in. I shared too much of me. A lesson taught…a lesson learned. Forgotten eternity. Tossed aside like rubbish When there was nothing left to give. Not one spot of privacy Was left in me to live. I try to hide within myself Just to ease the pain. My sacred self fell off its shelf I bared my soul again. Every time I read more words And inspiration’s rhyme – I wonder if it came from me. A soul borrowed for a time. © July, 7, 2010 Dane Smith-Johnsen

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Carrie Richards

Date: 7/7/2010 1:31:00 PM

I think perhaps, this is a lesson we have all had to learn at one time or another. On impulse, I have shared, then have learned to regret sharing a bit too much...sometimes we can't go back in time, yet wish we could. Thoughtful piece, Dane Ann. ~ Love, Carrie

Sara Kendrick

Date: 7/7/2010 4:15:00 AM

Very good rhyme and rhythm in this one..It is bad to bare one's most inner most feelings thoughts and someone shatter them...It does happen especially in close relationships for the other person will take the sharing and use it as a dagger to hurt..Keep the creative pen flowing..Sara

Virginia Mitchell

Date: 7/7/2010 4:15:00 AM

These well written words makes the reader wanna say, "Ouch!" : )

Anthony Nutter

Date: 7/7/2010 3:19:00 AM

Interesting write, a betrayal and the wondering if the words of the poet is influenced by anothers soul. Well written and so interesting to read.