Broken Soul

My friends, I'm here once again
Lying through my teeth
While knowing it's a sin
... but that's my tragedy
Man with a broken soul
Looking in the mirror
Seeing nothing but sorrow
When did I ever have the things I truly need
Never... because I'm full of greed
I guess it's fitting to have nothing at all
No love, no hope, no life
Nothing but sorrow is rife 
I'm the poet absent of pen
For beautiful lines are beyond my ken
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Stan Avatar
December 17, 2014 at 6:24 PM
That place or emotion you speak of, I have seen it and lived it. Actually, I still live it but there will be brighter days ahead. Good write!
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December 17, 2014 at 6:31 PM
I appreciate it, and yes that place and that emotion are two things I know very well. However, that place brings out the desire for me to write, and in some cases, write very well indeed. While I am not so sure of this piece, it does truly bring out some of my better works. I truly hope your situation gets better.
Anderson Avatar
December 16, 2014 at 4:31 PM
Jacob, written from the heart this poem is full of so many emotions! But don't lose hope. For there is always love and there is always love and life! For with patience you will find it. Take care. Meg
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December 16, 2014 at 4:55 PM
Thank you Meg, I truly appreciate it.
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