Monday, January 4, 2010

Turned into


Tapered, drained and reduced to nothing.
Forgotten, dismissed and lost sight of.

My soul languishes with each passing moment.
My heart flourishes with affliction.

I have been tempered with fever.
Strained by heavy demands.

Being left rifted upon broken glass.
Torn apart from within.

Having been left for those already expired.
Cold lingers around each bend.

Tormented by nightly fiction.
Puzzled as to reality.

Time passes unhurriedly by.
Enhancing each prick to torture.

Waiting as to the final verdict.
Curiosity no longer playing part.

Lightlessness has vanished away.
Shadows having become invisible.

The dark magnifies each pain.
Every noise made all the louder.

Strength has evaporated through the crevices.
The will to live on has been lost.

Obscured vision of any beauty.
Seeing the world as distasteful.

Cringing with each laugh.
Withdrawing at every smile.

Unable to hold down the words.
Vomiting up every one.

Love no longer appeals.
Rather looking upon with disdain.

Creation has lost another innocent.
Having been turned by the vicious.

Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©

1 comment:

  1. hello dear ,beautiful poem with tons of pain and loneliness,has many colors and each has some thing for us believe me when pain crosses its limit it becomes heal itself have a lovely life

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