What It’s Like To Dance With The Devil
Narcissist And The Empath
Sabotage and reckless thoughts
Endless journeys of collisions
Fragile souls in unseen wars
Waged by those with false pretenses
Ravaged hearts like ala cart
Feasted to satisfy the beast
Tattered sleeves and paper hearts
In a never ending feast
Empathetically withdrawn
Seeking to see the beauty in another
Ensnared and trapped in vicious claws
With no regard from the other
Dreams made of fairytales and promises
Too soon destroyed without a chance
Leaving it torn apart and calloused
Light and darkness in a dance
Trauma challenges survival
As we chase what could have been
Awaiting the souls revival
While we wrestle with the sin
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (8)
A deep though Like it
Whoaaa, so dark and intense! Loved it!
Trauma challenges survival. Such a great line.
this read like an old Metallica (before the black album) song. I kept waiting for the chorus. Amazing work Kelli
Another epic poem to get you thinking.
This is deep. One of your best works Kelli!!!
Wow, enjoyed your work, well done.
Makes us really look deep in ourselves, doesn't it? Beautifully written.