Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
There is a cemetery in my heart Filled with broken dreams The shattered remnants of my soul Lie decomposing in each grave All the hopes cherished All the love given But not returned Beneath every tombstone A piece of my self That has been lost I am nothing But a walking corpse It is no wonder then That I am Alone Who could love A battered and worn Husk A mere shell of a man That always Says or does the wrong thing I am cursed By the gods By Fate By karma To wander eternally Alone Is this my hell dimension ****** To be ever close to my heart's desire But still separated by an uncrossable chasm What ill deeds Could I have committed in past lives To merit such an existence Gods only know But try as I might My sins I cannot atone for And so I wander on Perpetually alone Through the graveyard That is my heart With no hope Of salvation At least Not in this lifetime It seems.
0
Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 5:23 AM UTC
Grave Heart
There is a cemetery in my heart Filled with broken dreams The shattered remnants of my soul Lie decomposing in each grave All the hopes cherished All the love given But not returned Beneath every tombstone A piece of my self That has been lost I am nothing But a walking corpse It is no wonder then That I am Alone Who could love A battered and worn Husk A mere shell of a man That always Says or does the wrong thing I am cursed By the gods By Fate By karma To wander eternally Alone Is this my hell dimension ****** To be ever close to my heart's desire But still separated by an uncrossable chasm What ill deeds Could I have committed in past lives To merit such an existence Gods only know But try as I might My sins I cannot atone for And so I wander on Perpetually alone Through the graveyard That is my heart With no hope Of salvation At least Not in this lifetime It seems.
joe-butler
Written by
American
Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 5:23 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem