by Alan Garfoot
The torment.
Crushes this soul every day,
The same sorrow.
Replayed a thousand times.
Unable to escape,
The gravity of the loss.
A hurt you cannot avoid,
A pain you cannot ignore.
Through denial and ignorance.
That veil of illusion,
Behind which,
I hide my feelings,
From the brutal world,
Of my fractured heart,
And it’s broken beat.
Wretched how I ache,
Paralysed to the core,
Pinned by the agony and woe,
Of another tragic mistake,
In a savage cruel existence.
From:
Alan Garfoot
Copyright ©:
Alan Garfoot
Last updated April 11, 2016