The Cursed Romantic Leper

The Cursed Romantic Leper. . Suffocating in excruciating loneliness Drowning in despair A tortured bewildered soul Lost in a troubled world That doesn’t care . I tried to climb a mountain With the view of a glimmer of hope But I slid right down in the putrid gutter The mountain was a slippery slope . What is wrong with me Are you repugnant and repulsive By what your scrutiny of eye Does see . I cannot live if I cannot love And I cannot love because I do not live For love is every part of me Every sinew bone and flesh I live in limbo And every day another Hellish death . The overflowing fountain Of my tender loving heart Is nothing more than a punch bag That using pretenders Cruelly tore apart . My ship of dreams never came And floundered somewhere on the rocks Romance for me is an idle dream A closed door with a heavy lock . I hate no one It is not in my heart or blood For I am a victim of circumstance And never understood . I’m just a lump of slowly rotting flesh That decays a little more With each labored breath Surrounded by pretty women Everywhere I go Is like a needle to the eye And blow to heart and soul For this loving faithful heart They’ll never appreciate And never know . It hurts It cuts deep I toss and turn Upon a bed of nails On which I sleep . I have cried an ocean of internal tears That burn like corrosive acid Over so many lost years My mind a prison Life a blur For I am but a leper With so much love to share. . Peter Dome©2020.