Innocence Stolen

when your ex wants you back, but you just can't

 

 

I realize the damage is

Irrevocable...

Heart in turmoil...

Blood coagulated

Memories

 

Disrupt tortured mind...

Let me go!

You burned our bed

With Indifference

Apologies become mute...

 

Buried

Innocence lost in satiated

Paradise

Never to be regained

I am truly Weary...

 

Shameful...

Ungrateful...

Thieves and Liars

Reek of disease

Yellow wraps its cloak

 

Around Regret

Unrelenting

Why weren't you there
When I needed you?

Why did I allow you...

 

To Spare me the Time?

 

 

Reviews

[C.R. Moore "Lasla"]

WOW an excellent outlet of the emotion released unto the poem. Indeed I can feel the anger,hurt,and weariness very vividly as a painting within my mind. The scars can be felt on the soul ..and their strength
to express them outwardly.The process has manifested unto the written expression another form of healing


B.B.
Lasla

[Antony]

Wow! he must be feeling your wrath, I can feel the disgust in your voice and the hopelessness in your words. This stanza says so much.

Buried
Innocence lost in satiated
Paradise
Never to be regained
I am truly Weary...

Antony

[Luthien of the Woods]

An angry poem...but the good thing is that you're processing it and in the process of reflecting, I hope you are seeing a crack of your door is opening to what truly matters in life--good relationships that thrive only in loving and forgiveness...Very honest poetry.