My shell of pain

by Patrick   Jan 17, 2005


My eyes tear up, my face is flush I feel hatred upon the brink as anger pulses through to my frail finger.
The finger I touch you with and end it all as my hate surrounds you and I become the one know as the death bringer.
I cry the tears roll down. They are hardened and rip through me as they slide from my face and tear to my heart and i die.
You speak with words of promise and futures. Your meanings are cryptic but I see through it, and all I ask is why, why do you lie.
Get away from me for now I see you are evil and vile. You care nothing for my pain.
For years I was both slave and master for you and me to be we must do this together. Yet all was in vain.
Now leave me to my pain for it is all i know. It is all I show

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  • 20 years ago

    by Patrick

    thanks prices your concern is noted and i have at one point felt such pain and hatred but i faced it embraced it and became stronger. Now i am in a greater love then ever before for it