Poisoned Soul

Poisoned Soul

A Poem by vigilantebastard





Poisoned Soul

 

The poison in my veins is flowing fast,

The more I take the less it lasts.

Familiar ghosts of future’s past,

Burning flags of half mast.

Vivid dreams of all the same,

My disorder said I’m sane.

There’s a sickness in my soul,

A personal relentless private Troll.

There’s a darkness in my heart,

Slowly tearing me apart.

Judgement looms, I know I’m prone.

I hope and pray that I’m welcomed home.


© 2017 vigilantebastard



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Added on August 1, 2017
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vigilantebastard
vigilantebastard

Truro, Cornwall, United Kingdom



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