My Shepard

MY SHEPARD

BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP 
WHERE WILL YOU GO,
YOU'VE BEEN CAST AWAY 
BY EVERYONE YOU KNOW,
YOU TRIED TO SHOW THEM 
WHO YOU REALLY WERE
BUT IT WAS EASIER FOR THEM
 TO LABEL YOU DISTURBED.

WHENEVER YOU SHOWED LOVE
 THEY DROVE YOU FAR AWAY
YOUR HEART BECAME A WAR ZONE
 IN THE WICKED GAMES THEY PLAY
YOU HID ALL YOUR SCARS
 BENEATH A PHONY SMILE
THE LOVE YOU THOUGHT WOULD LAST
 ONLY LASTED A LITTLE AWHILE

NOW YOUR SITTING ALL ALONE
THE SHADES BLOCK OUT THE LIGHT
NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW 
HOW YOU CRY ALONE AT NIGHT
YOU SCREAM OUT TO GOD ABOVE
TO COME AND EASE YOUR PAIN 
HE HEARS THE BLACK SHEEP CRYING
AND CRADLES HIM AGAIN
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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December 11, 2013 at 11:04 PM
This is very distressing, it feels as if you were angry when you wrote this one. It feels like you were lost. I hope this is all fiction. A silly minor point but a mistake that sttod out for me was your spelling of shepherd. I am not very clever about reading poetry so perhaps there is a reason for this spelling that I don't understand. If the black sheep is real I hope that it all feels well now.
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