It's Over

A terrible lie that has surfaced.

Sitting in my hell

Self created Destruction

Walls of the strongest 

Blown in a gentle wind

The wake of a ghost

Return of love

Lust for another

Lust for those

Closest to my heart

The song plays

The end is near

Credits roll

But I'm still here 

The sound sends chills

My body is being pulled apart

I can no longer

Hold my soul together

I can not be strong 

Now say it

Let me have my wish

Scream it

The truth of your lie

It's over, 

It's over,

It's over

It's all coming apart 

Reviews

[Adam :P]

good writer

[Sami Khalil]

It is like a barrage of bullets.
Well done.

[Deandra Dawn]

Very nicely done. Great job.

[Coyote Poetry]

Some private hells are never defeated. We learn to accept them and move on. Great flow of thoughts and I like the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote