At long last

Is it wrong to feel love?

I want love so it feels warm like a glove

Why is it I’m just allowed hate?

Why shouldn’t I not debate?

Is peoples love limited to care?

It feels like it is I swear

It feels like there a wedge

Not long I be far off the edge

I feel it the end of the road

 The problems is a heavy load

Why the world so broken

Maybe people are quiet or out spoken

As I go to sleep at night

A dream of a powerful light

In the cold alone

The wind whistles when it blown

So the sadness

Drives me to madness

Sometimes I see the dead

I small Victorian boy called Jonathan, and then a man in chains called Ed.

It best to cry in the rain

To cover up the pain

To hide the tears

From the fears from all the years

But soon I be getting fostered and finally it will be done in May

So no more demons to slay

 

Reviews

[mamabear]

Absolutely beautifully written Dalebear.......................Congratulations.
My favourite part is

"But soon I be getting fostered and finally it will be done in May"

I am sure you can guess why!!!!!!!

Love

Mamabear xxxxxxx

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. paul's so right ... this is indeed a powerfully profound poem ... life is very difficult ... sometimes in care and sometimes even out of it ... but i am so happy that you'll be getting fostered in may ... hats off to mamabear and all her efforts ...

[paul]

there's a hidden profundity between these rhymes. in addition to the obvious profundity