Clued In.

The sadness in his heart

 

causes havoc in his brain.

 

While everything appears ‘ok’

 

inside he’s going insane.

 

His gentle nature shredded

 

he is now out of control.

 

No rules to guide his body

 

no guidance for his soul.

 

Growing up is Hell on earth,

 

he wonders why he came

 

to learn a lesson in this lifetime

 

in depravity and shame.

 

For mom is never there for him

 

but at work or in the pubs.

 

The house is rotting ‘round him

 

mouldy pizza, beer cans and cigarette stubs.

 

Everybody loves him.

 

Few know the story true

 

because everything appears ‘ok’

 

no one has a clue!

Reviews

[Soren]

This is a sad poem and speaks not only to the individual who keeps everything inside, but to all of us who have our own personal secrets that we keep from others. A wonderful poem, Marie

[Marie]

Thank you for kindly reading and for your kind words, Soren. Gratitude with brightest Blessings your way...