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Aug 2016
I do not enjoy this
This cracked, mutilated heart of mine
I feel defiled
By humanity
By death
By cruelty
By the harsh truth of man
I am merely a child
I was once effervescent
And excitement bubbled through my spine
Yet now
I am struck with tears
An infinite tug at my eyelids
Ready for the tears to spill out
Of this dead Sea that floods my soul
I have no words
I have been mutilated
I have been defiled
I am deranged
By humanity
And their pull at my soul
The pressure of their rocks
On my navel
Is too great
And soon...
The blood will spill
And my heart's dreams
Will die
A fatal death.
I do not feel like myself at this moment in time
Elizabeth Burns
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Elizabeth Burns  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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