Caged heart,
Agitated soul;
Truth suppressed,
By vows you've sworn.
Throne denies
Battle of desires;
Jailed in a mansion,
To preserve the troth.
Tangy wine,
An anesthetic to guilt;
To most, honored;
To self, void within.
Enslaved by covenant,
True spirit concealed --
Cloaked, in sacred cloth.
Β©danabelle 10.03.12
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A woman who weaves deep emotions into words, dictated by her heart, felt by her soul, whispered softly in a poem.
The words they get stuck in my throat, My heart's lodged with a shard. I never knew I'd struggle so much, That this would be so hard.
@sjw #emotioncontest Hot rage, Burns through, Turn the page, Must get you. Not calming down, I am mad, So you must frown. I will make you sad.
The taste of disappointment Such a bitter taste indeed. It's one that I grew up on One that was in my feed. The horrid taste of it Haunts my very buds. If only I had hope...
I need to vent my anger. By standing in the rain. I need to vent my anger. To wash away all my pain. When the rain falls. They can't see my tears. My heavy, hot tears. That burn down with my fears.
I put a brave face on for you all to see. The smiling polite young man expected of me. Can't you see my eyes don't smile at you anymore. Filled with a pain of betrayal they look to the floor.
Where are you.
I regret what I said, I didn't mean it at all. I was just mad, I don't want to brawl. I regret what I did, When I said those words. Like a slap in the face, I couldn't of said worse.
I wish I could take it back, The words dripped from my tongue, Those putrid things I threw at you, With spite and hurt I slung.
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