William F Glennon

4: 00am - Poem by William F Glennon

My heart has led me through the fire.
Burning the bridge was a painful fight.

I lost what I thought were friends.
All my dignity or pride gone.
What little conscience I have left.

This pain is too real. I don't have
anyone to blame. Fault is all the same.

The emotional immaturity that is Self-destructive.
I hear meaningless words. The fake desire is gone.
Now I stand alone. Picking up the pieces of my heart.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

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