The Solitary Confinement of My SoulA Poem by Paul PruettMy heart screams. Tears are choked in my throat. I burn with grief. Crying unto God, I do. He does not hear my soul break. There is no comfort in anything I do. None. My heart screams. I have made myself a lone, wanderer of misery. No one’s fault save mine. No one. My world has collapsed. Its what I deserve. My punishment. For all time. There is no redemption for this crime. My heart screams. God seems deaf to my cries. He does not hear my soul break. The warm breeze blows. My tears do not dry in it. They flow to fast. Burning. Burning. Burning.
My heart screams.
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2 Reviews Added on February 15, 2014 Last Updated on February 15, 2014 AuthorPaul PruettAboutI am a former actor now a restaurant mangager who inaddition to writing poetry, which I have been doing all my life, I also write short fiction and screenplays. more..Writing
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