Distorted Emotions
There’s a deep passion in my painful yearning
as these sensations keep turning and churning.
It’s like a flame ignited with constant burning,
with my tormented mind completely discerning.
It’s my grief that awakens my tribulation,
breaking my tortured and plagued foundation.
Then I find no reason for sincere inspiration
with my pen and parchment’s innovation.
When will I succumb to ease of satisfaction?
With each anguished emotional reaction
I care for nothing except a disturbing infraction.
I need relief, some sort of sincere distraction.
So I lay on my bed and weep without ease
hoping with faith this suffering will cease.
I walk outside and feel the slight breeze
and abruptly fall to my unforgiven knees.
Agitation and frustration keep arriving,
there’s just no joy in my soul surviving.
My moods are flawed as they’re contriving
as these distorted emotions keep thriving.
Emotions That Rock You
Craig Cornish
April 5, 2018
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2018
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