Far too much
She suffered
Far too often
He touched
Her innocent
Body ignoring
The screams
The tears
The blood
Far too long
She tried
To heal her
Troubled mind
Tried to finally
Let go those
Nightmares
She called
Her life
Let go this
Pain that
Still hurts
So real
She tried so
Long so many
Ways to forget
To not hear his
Steps coming
Closer in dark
Nights
Not to fear his
Presence all night
Long and then
Again
She cries
Again
Those tears flow
Again
Those fears grow
Again
She feels alone
Tonight
She will be
Going home
Tonight
She will be fine
And free
My heart
Knows to much
Pain
I’ve tried so long
In vain
To forget and
Get sane
I will be leaving
Tonight
But be sure
Every night
I will send
You my love
By the stars’ light
Tonight
I cry alone
Tonight
I eventually
Got the tone
Of her bleeding
Soul
Tonight
I eventually
Understand
What she
Tried to show
Me so many
Times
In vain
most passionate write grilled by deep sorrow, yet of unique genre, well penned,10++, thanks for sharing
exellent........i have nothing else to say thats was true exellence
emotion and thoughts are poetically written in this poem... nice!
A miserable cry brought to life with this piece. Lovely poem.
Tonight I eventually Understand What she Tried to show Me so many Times In vain she tried so many times but u failed to cath her feeling... lovely piece...10 read mine mary to marry, anywhere, , butterflies around and si may go
Martin there's so much emotion poured into this emotional piece of your wonderful heart...to rid ourselves of the demons that plague us with the heart ripping past...we must first face them...It takes time...but when we realise how much stronger we are....nothing can get in our way...only a love that we contain in our hearts...acceptance is the key..to set us free.....wonderful tones to this piece Martine...gives it the real affect.....and that's Soul
Some past experiences and remorses follow the whole life like an evil spirit. A soulful write, Martine. Keep sharing, it will console you. Best Wishes Naseer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
martine, well penned...... words paint unknown pictures in my soul............