The Vanishing

Rating: 5.0

I have fought many battles
but I'll never win the war.
And I'm weak and I'm weary
Cannot do this anymore.

My soul has been deflated
My soul fragmented glass
And I thought it would get better
But the onslaught is onmass

And they say hell hath no fury;
like a women scorned
And I say scorn me all you want
As all i do is mourn.

I'd like to say I fought a good fight,
but it's simply just not true
Because life has dragged me under
And I don't know what to do.

And as my friends have turned to foes
there is nowhere else to turn
so I'll slip back in the shadows
and for peaceful existence I will yearn.

-SG

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruby Honeytip 26 November 2012

A sad lament.....hopefully from the heart of a happy artist. Poetry is a wonderful outlet of expression. You have talent.

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Stan Petrovich 30 October 2012

I wish your wish comes true...

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