Tortured Soul
Tortured soul
the heart you stole
broken down & devastated
after everything we've been
gotta set you free, again
it hurts too much now
to just be your friend
my head tells me to go
but my heart tells me to stay
Physically weak from this heartache
I'm emotionally & spiritually broken
with so much love to give
I need the strength of a mustered seed
just to hold on to my sanity
the sorrow I hold is too heavy a load
Like a moth to a flame, I see the fire
I have the desire
to want to help put out the flames
but every time I do I get burned
by the bugs attracted to my light
I'm tired of this fight
Is this all just a game?
am I asking for too much
I'm tired of standing alone
outside in the cold
please, won't somebody let me in
so I can warm my tortured soul
About the Creator
Dana Toliver
I wrote my first poem in 1990 not relaizing it would be the beginning to my forthcoming book titled SOUL SEARCH'N; the story of my life journey told through peoms and short stories. The content I post here are from my book.
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