Infedility Poem by Paul Sabelo

He is laying clumsy like
A corpse.Scars are internal,
The bleeding is invisible.
He is hurt, wearing bandage of pain
That howls deep inside
Like a bear roars, as he shade
A tear.

In the reality,
It hit him like a nightmare
His soul sailing still, like
A Titanic underneath his skin,
Miss her swearing she never left,
But lies were against love.

Innocence on her face,
Like an angel addled his
Mind.As she was his most
Achilles heel.He was an
Epitome of her happiness,
Like no man can make her happy.
Her smile a prevailer of his
Miserous life.Love for her was
Like tons of raindrops.

In the deep endin',
Wearing his heart under
His sleeves, woe be gone
On his closet, only a fake
If he is smiling.

Tears flow like water
In the sink, and throat was
A Sahara Desert.Wandering a
World on pale sight like a
Phantom, try to amalgamate
Pieces of his heart.