I Didn'T Mean To Poem by Emoka Thruth

I Didn'T Mean To



I never meant to hurt anybody.
Then why? Why i always wound;
A person, a moment, a soul.
When it was only my dying sword.

I cant think of any othet image
Than the wounded, broken victim.
My mind, my dirty soul
Aches as 7hell's hole.

Im tired of being the beast.
But still i wont live this earth,
Throw myself against the wall
Cause i already feel like i fall

Onto the floor dead and pale
Naming my vice to the Lord
He stabs a lightning through my brain
And sends me in Otherside's jail.

I rot in my cell for a hundred years.
My pictures of memories fade in my head.
But im still crying in bed.
Pull my blanket gently in thight but i still tear it apart.

Sunday, May 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: ruins,sadness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I hurt someone close to me.. this is the result.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 24 May 2015

~As humans, we occasional hurt others. If it was unintentional, it can be forgiven. Good poem, Emoka. Thanks for sharing. Peace

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Emoka Thruth 07 June 2015

thank you very much for these kind words. i hope ill got the idea to write more poems in english. Peace

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