The Broken Man
The pieces of a man our tale does tell
Of shadows that lie where light should dwell
Eclipsing a love that once did shine
Trapped in a web where strands entwine
Drifting along on a dull path of pain
Protecting a heart that’s all but been slain
Embracing the darkness deep in your mind
Enslaved to the suffering, the truth confined
Broken, the shards of promises not kept
Blinded by the tears your eyes have wept
Abandoned and alone, struggling to fight
Braving the currents with no freedom of flight
But wait dear one, your story’s not done
Not whilst the hands of the clock continue to run
Where one chapter ends, another will begin
Pick up your brush, paint the light from within
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Copyright 2018 RedWolf
Published on Thursday, September 13, 2018. Filed under: "Poetry"
Author's Note:Written for a friend in much more pain than I.
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On Sunday, March 3, 2019, Zeppy94
This is where Iâ€™m at in life right now took me a year to brush my self off a bit thank you
A former member wrote:
I love this. I can relate to the pain and heartache and the last stanza was so full of hope. Great flow, great ink
On Saturday, September 22, 2018, SolApathy
In this realm of long forgotten hope floats a seemingly empty boat-- filled with the lost dreams of those that gave up a little too soon. Jump aboard and perhaps we we can find a way out of this never ending daily grind. Great write :) I enjoyed the imagery!