Adrian Mander

The Empty Pit - Poem by Adrian Mander

This is hell. All warmth is gone.
The warm touch of love is gone.
carrassing arms no longer guide me.
The grand prince in shining armour, who once loved me, has gone.
The silver of his bright coat of mail, has dissapeared,
leaving behind an ugly mass of distaste, hate and lust.
The harmony of care for each other has gone,
and is replaced with argument after argument.
No one can share my pain,
of once being loved, than being dumped like an animal,
onto the dark lane by the corner hotel of bittersweet.
Smiling at me, the fair prince, proffesionaly hides his disgust for me.
saying, that i will be happy here.
but i see past his evil words.
I will NOT be happy here, this is the place where the love,
my only true love has dropped me, my fragile glass heart breaks,
into a million shards.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

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