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Spilled
Spilled. . Spilled an ocean of hurt and anguish Over my lost formative years When my lonely betrayed heart So full of pain couldn’t take no more pain And burst into acid burning tears . The frightened unloved inner child That never saw the sun And never learned to smile And who crawled on broken glass My hands tied My feet chained and bound With an iron clasp . So many promises made So many never kept My heart battered and bruised A fallen tumbling leaf windswept Pulled one way then the other Ripped and torn apart But never a hater But a bewildered lover . An emotional punchbag Bursting at the seams For others to unleash their narcissistic Neurotic tendencies and venom Like a sailing ship floundered Crashed upon jiggered tarring rocks Then to sink like a mullion unfulfilled dreams . I lust for hemlocks poison to bite And end my torrid nightmare A never ending cursed night And vanish into unknown obscurity And the emptiness of oblivion The sweet release Peace at last. . Peter Dome©2021.
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