Misery

By WickedThingz

 
Sitting here watching my own demise 
A twisted play in front of my eyes 
A fledgling tore my heart 
Left me bleeding 
  
A broken soul 
  
Every dying moment 
Every passing hour 
  
Begging to die   
From this there is no where to hide 
Everything for just one moment 
Anything for just one day   
  
One more moment of what should have been 
One more taste of what will never be 
  
I sit 
  
As my soul begs to die

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Copyright 2015 WickedThingz
Published on Tuesday, April 28, 2015.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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