The Bitter Version
This sometimes cruel reality I am forced to live
Another participant in this play I would happily give
The fault is no ones; nothing could change
It is their right to choose a shackled cage
My defenses are instant, careful not to stray
Before these temptations I long to submissively lay
Oh, demon, please come conquer my soul
Be damned to those who think me a fool
Entrance is sweet, like a gentle man's caress
You slowly take hold of my organs, flood, and flesh
Tears escape from the vessel once numb
For the vast life I could barely overcome
A vacant smile reflects the depths of my possession
Never to regret my true last decision
Sudden awareness breaks the form of my illusion
Silent despair intertwines my torture and confusion
Copyright ©
Erin S | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment