Crooked Shadow

A darkened veil of endless pain

Cover the eyes of my heart

Like a poet imprisoned without his quill

Or an artist, without his art

Complacent in all of my choices

But reprobate to a fault

Torn asunder from the rest of the world

Scarred by endless assault

An open wound with infectious bile

A prick that will not heal

Confused and alone, I've lost my way

Broken, I cannot feel

Like a puppet on a lonely stage

My strings are in your hands

Cursed to follow and never to lead

Just following your commands

A crooked shadow, never quite right

A place to wipe your feet

Bent in the line my heart has drawn

Never to feel complete

Reviews

[Owlgirl]

Great writing, awesome rhyme scheme and wording. It has a smooth flow and is filled to the brim with emotion.

[Allie]

I love this because it expresses how a broken heart feels in a very dark and mysterious way. Great write.

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

Sometimes we are a slave, to our Hearts .. .. We settle to but follow , at least we are there to see the object of our unrequited Love ..

Sad Truth .. J.

[Harley (arbiter)]

Oh I can relate to the artist without his art line. Great write. Reminds me of "the unforgiven (1)" by metallica