Because of Your Scorn

The infliction was just too powerful.

Didn't think it would end like that

You hurting me this bad

Never knew you were that low

To throw such a blow

How was I to have known

I would be so torn

THE BLOOD RUNS DRY

NOT ABLE TO TRY

EXCEPT CRY

IT'S A SICKNESS

LEAVING ME AIRLESS

NEARLY LIFELESS

BECAUSE OF YOUR SCORN

Didn't know you could be possessed

Making me so damn depressed

Never knew I could bleed deep

My heart string's still in your keep

The pain weakens me

Bringing me to my knees.

THE BLOOD RUNS DRY

NOT ABLE TO TRY

EXCEPT CRY

IT'S A SICKNESS

LEAVING ME AIRLESS

NEARLY LIFELESS

BECAUSE OF YOUR SCORN

I'm dying inside

A consuming coldness in my soul

How bad can this go?

The evil resides

It's like a thorn

Can't you hear my mourn

Because of your scorn.

Author's Note

Originally Written on 10/21/2007
REVISED 12/31/2011
EDITED & POSTED 1/01/2012
2nd Revision 1/28/2012

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is powerful and tell a real story. When the heart is broken. Hard to feel pain. Just a wall of fear is create. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote