Catastrophe

Haunted feelings,

burned in flesh.

A weakened soul,

adapting to time.

A misdemeanor of

absent strength.

Confidence is fleeting

with every breath.

She's a cheat,

with a heart of gold.

A tainted crook,

whose time is sold.

All she asks

is for you to see

there's no stopping

this catastrophe.

Broken emotions,

turned to tears.

A basketed goal

with stolen years.

An outcast to

society's dream.

Growing more empty

with every scream.

You can can't stop my catastrophe.

Author's Note

Blah. This was originally written as a song...that I don't like. Still going through a creative block so I'm just writing whatever.

Reviews

[Mashairi]

Love it *^_^* eerie and lovely

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good poem. I like the way you led the reader into wild thoughts and places. When we are headed to catastrophe. Hard to stop the dead-end journey. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Rhianne Ney]

(; Yeah, just edit it later when you have time. I don't know what goes wrong here, but you'll see it for yourself when you're done. But nonetheless, I enjoyed the poem (: