Flawless Victory

Just something

I am horrified

Hate is just my substitute

My substitute for Her

Damage done

Trust is broken

This calling

Keeps me engaged

In mental warfare

Damage done

Truth extinct

Death calls me out

Calls me to a brink of 

F*****g despair

Damage done

Disbelief granted

Author's Note

Honest Oppinion

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Death is a great mystery. The Native Americans believe if you look quickly enough. Death is waiting on your left shoulder. A powerful poem. Woman area part of life. Need real goals. Travel, mystery and expanding the mind. They are the things that will bring peace at the end of a life. I could feel anger and disappointment. Sometime we must say f-it and move on to something better.
Coyote

[Drako]

hmm, i have to say, the title is a little strange for this. unless of course the victory goes to despair

[Gone]

Raw, honest and effective. However you may wish review your choice of title. This poem speaks of emotional defeat and no part of it speaks of any kind of victory.

[kill the innocents]

the poem is good.. but just the one i don't get it is the relationship with the title..

[*skittlez*]

i really really like this poem of yours to

[Red Brick Keshner]

Slightly disjointed but given the topic it should be forgivable. But the truth about this substitution of hate is quite an insight revealed. The repetition of the last two lines of each stanza with their variant wordings makes for interesting recall and impact. Thanks for sharing.