AloneA Poem by Harry MoraSometimes the things you think about are worse than the solitude
Empty, in my memories
A long forgotten song dances in misery Around my soul Empty, like the space between us Like the sum of all our planned dreams, cold I wish that I could be the one The one, that doesn't care But I'm betrayed by my empty stare How two vibrant hearts could change And leave each other empty I drained my heart to set you free I couldn't trap you in this darkened room Where I had sung in sorrow for so long Now I'm destroyed by an unwanted freedom That we'd both wanted all along My whole life's become this dark room, empty Bereft of all feeling Except for that small strand of despair © 2010 Harry Mora |
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Added on May 11, 2010 Last Updated on May 11, 2010 AuthorHarry MoraEast Newark, NJAboutMy work began primarily as a way to exorcise my own inner demons, and give them a voice outside of my mind. I currently have a short stories in the anthologies MASTERS OF HORROR: DAMNED IF YOU DON'.. more..Writing
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