Scorned Poem by D.A. Woods

Scorned

Rating: 4.5


Oh my Lord, how I wish I could start my life all over,
because I'm so lost, so alone and I'm ready to love again.
Another year passes by me and I'm getting that little bit older,
whilst now, nothing feels right, no-one understands my pain.
Amongst the answers to my questions, no-one hears my cries,
Oh my Lord, I wish I could start all over again, till the day I die.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Julie Rowcliffe 16 April 2017

Profound and painful.

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Julie Rowcliffe 16 April 2017

Someone will listen one day and understand and love you back

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