Like a worm I let you into my heart A heart so fresh, so ripe, unblemished Knowing all of of this from the start You fed on me for your love so famished Tunneling down into my deepest core all around and in and back out again crisscrossing even through all you bore paths of destruction for only when To realise after too late for defense and never should have invited you in my heart was fooled with playful pretense and how must I suffer the consequence? Now I hang withering on the tree of life Dark scabs cover me all over my skin and anywhere you peel me back with a knife So many dark traces where you've been
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
Nobody likes to bite into a rotten apple. A lesson about unfruitful love.
Hi, Yankee4you, Tunneling down into my deepest core...So many dark traces where you've been. Your poem paints a trail of destruction left by such a consuming love and withering on the tree encapsulates so much pain.
It was a long time ago now...but the pain is always still fresh when I let it surface. I am in a much better place these days...thankfully. I think forgiveness makes us whole again.
You're so right.....thw sword of trust is like the sword of truth and seperates the good from the bad.....but why does the bad always pray on the good?
niah9Auckland, New ZealandJun 4, 2011
I felt your pain Yankee4you....portrayed well..niah
Comments (9)
Tunneling down into my deepest core...So many dark traces where you've been. Your poem paints a trail of destruction left by such a consuming love and withering on the tree encapsulates so much pain.
but it would seem good ridance. Pity
you let it go so far. Trust is a two
way sword.
rob
Head up...step up...and win, my friend ! Good writing as always !