Stuck
I am stuck inside this ugly and
misty hallways of pain.
While your anger crawls and
splashes upon my soul, forcing
me to feel patches of shame.
Your wicked behavior pulled me
down to the depths of black hell.
Disrespectful words, twisting
and slicing my lost heart, tears
oddly fell.
Darkness stuck inside my heart,
stabbing it with hateful strife.
Your blade cold and Sharpe,
carving, cutting and disecting
my life.
Depressed as bitterness and
despair lay at my feet.
Struggling to maintain my
sanity, this relationship is now
shattered and obsolete.
Copyright © Belinda Morgan | Year Posted 2013
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