His Soul Weeps, Soulful
His soul weeps
while it's held in the arms of shadows
they cry too
feeling the teardrops of innocence
form a dark reflecting pool of pain
that lingers as a suffocating memory
burned into his soul
When a Father's cold angry hateful hand
held a razor strap and struck his flesh
young flesh, a child's flesh
as he laid balled up on a torn floor of linoleum
pain unmeasurable...trust lost forever
No way to comprehend what was stolen
from a young soul
never to return...never given back
His soul weeps
for the turbulent years of broken emotions
never trusting, never committing...to love
finding love empty
cursing the black-heart that laid his skin bare
to leave a hole in his soul no one could fill
His soul weeps
for the cruel memory
of a child crawling across a barren floor
spilling tears, trying to get away from the pain
leaving a trail of stains
His soul weeps
and will
until the shadows let his hands slowly fall
to leave him finally at peace
upon his final breath
Soulful...expressing or appearing to express a deep and often sorrowful feeling
10/30/21
contest " S " New Poems " Soulful "
sponsor Constance La France
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2021
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