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Gothic poetry... Murky Water Shores

My tortured soul
is locked away,
it's mine to keep not yours.
The key to it
was thrust on to
the murky water shores.

My burned out heart
has turned to ash.
Its spark did not survive.
The embers fled
to blackened coal
and crusts of shards inside.

My frazzled mind
is no more sharp.
Each fracture snapped like thread.
Crumbled thoughts
of any hope,
deceased just like the dead.

My anxious life,
greif ridden past,
cant fathom i'll go on.
I sway on jagged
rocky ledge,
then plunge into beyond.
gdon39 · 46-50, M
It's a wonderful expression of feelings. A bit heavy for me today but it wasn't written for me. I think it's a great poem.
melissa001 · 51-55, F
@gdon39 thank you very much. Unfortunately I've had depression my whole life, and this is what I know. My feelings are kinda dark.
gdon39 · 46-50, M
@melissa001 If it's okay with you I will share some of my poetry with you after a bit. I'll need to upload it.
melissa001 · 51-55, F
@gdon39 that's fine.☺️
therighttothink50 · 56-60, M
Hope you don't mind, I put a poem together because I can relate, but just hang in there, can I share it?
melissa001 · 51-55, F
@therighttothink50 of course i dont care. Im glad.
Yes you can share it.
therighttothink50 · 56-60, M
@melissa001

My inflicted soul is too much to bare,
Locked away, I no longer share,

The key to it is withered and broken,
Obsolete as a subway token,

My heart has turned into dust and ash,
Scattered amongst a bin of trash,

My jumbled mind is lost within another time,
Hope, something I know longer attempt to find,

My hum drum life no longer beats to a rhythmic drum,
It's lost within a monotone hum,

Looking into the great abyss,
It's my youthful days I sincerely miss.....
melissa001 · 51-55, F
@therighttothink50 im so glad i could inspire you. I love your poem as well. 😊
Dino11 · M
That's tough.
melissa001 · 51-55, F
@Dino11 life in general is tuff. Thanks for commenting.

 
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