Treasure Island

Ace Of Black Hearts

(04/17/1984 / Homa Lousiana)

Abandoned Shadows


A cold dark place to acquaint myself with.
Misery is a pot of stew with many cooks.
Each with a recipe all its own.
Contrived by a cause and effect.
How is it so many hearts reject it?
Born out of a fountain of purity.
What is the price for our pestilence and neglect?
Fortunate is the person who can forget all their past memories.
My body for the fire and ice.
A soul wanting redemption unrelenting.
Tell me now can you hear its echos?
The unending pain.
The reminder each and every day.
A wish upon the dreamers dream.
Reaching out, doing what feels right.
No matter the personal cost.
No matter the pride that has to be swallowed.
Saving face from whom?
A victim of a cruel ego.
Knowing you caused that.
Knowing that there is no going back.
A child in tears on the inside.
On the outside a man pretending to be numb to it all.
How could I?
Sometimes speaking your mind is truly unkind.
Feeling like a parasite on the outside still looking for a way in.
Seeking to heal wounds so deep and so old.
Scar tissue of someone who is truly broken.
Trying to rebuild the confidence.
If only so slowly.
I will never forget.
Demons layed upon my feet.
I never asked for them.
What could I do?
Callous claws across my skin.
One by one the nails were drove in.
A crucifixion.
Placed upon the cross I built.
Yes the carpenter, the manipulator.
Yes there is blood on my hands.
I've washed and washed but still it won't come off.
The weapon of using the perfect words.
A cure to ailment that never existed at all.
All in my head, these head games were played over and over again.
I took his queen.
In ways unseen.
Blinders cleaned.
Eyes opened and the prize was redeemed.
Bitterness the taste I'll never forget and I will always regret.
It wasn't right on any level.
I didn't just cross a line.
I lit it on fire and gave him the ashes of the bodies I left behind.
Now I must just completely let go.
And stop looking through this very hollow window.
For it only makes me a living shadow.

Submitted: Thursday, October 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 03, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Abandoned Shadows by Ace Of Black Hearts )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. A word in your ear, Ponniah Ganeshan
  2. Crematorium, umaprosad das
  3. Stupid Illusion, Zillur Rahman Shuvro
  4. Por Ti Soñaré, Prophmatt . . .
  5. The color of love, Zillur Rahman Shuvro
  6. Nightmare, Zillur Rahman Shuvro
  7. Love and Peace, Akhtar Jawad
  8. Waiting for someone, Zillur Rahman Shuvro
  9. Net of Death, Zillur Rahman Shuvro
  10. Man for Man, Zillur Rahman Shuvro

Poem of the Day

poet George Gordon Byron

So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart still be as loving,
And the moon still be as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

 

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]