reuben dale

Tormented Soul - Poem by reuben dale

So low, So deep,
Beneath the nurtured Skin
You feel the epicenter of unbridled torment
Is this fair?

Why must one feel so much?
Why must our souls bleed?
is this fair?

You think, you plan, you wonder
Without me, who will mourn?
Without me, who will carry on?
You know this is wrong, such things are not fair.

So on your ascent to that highest peak,
Or as you tie the knot in that devils noose.
You must turn around, you must stop
You would never commit a murder, such a delicate soul cannot

So why do you proceed?
Is this the only way to gain relief?

From such strong emotions
From a tormented soul

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 22, 2009

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