Torn Apart Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

This life full of vanity, I so repine,
When hopes run so pale and dark;
Leaving the heart so deep soaked in pain, that
The eyes agonized shower rain.

Who has ever wondered on that which is-
That in the open sight of faith, hopes get shattered,
Tearing you down to nothing when
You feel you are on only to come battered.

So torn apart I've become.
Rendered and broken, I leave not to speak-
Regretting such a life I got caught up with-
Becoming so heartbroken, the tales I can no longer hold.

How so bad life goes; to leave me in such shackles.
Whom do I sing my jeremiad to?
Never to imagine it could come this way.
But now behold me so watered down.

For you I ran down the stairs of pride and principles.
Like a slave I came crumbling and crashing- and
All of me to you I gave, yet
To the lost you stab me so deep.

The joy of my being you'd be,
My pride kin you I see, for
No other, my desire.
Why then leave my world so cold?

No saint I be to live perfect. But
In remorse I feel for my past and
My apology to you render form my heart; still
You do not desire it to hear.

Not so strong to hold you your belief.
So rash my attitude your decree; but
To it have I consented\though my heart knows that not,
On to your refusal you hold tight.

So nice you have been to me no doubt.
Why leave now at the peak of the joy coming-
Allowing me the sorrows of loneliness? That
So harsh it tears cruelly leaving me in endless tears.

Shall I know any other joy as you?
Now you are gone; everything thou took off me.
But that me is all I've got left; yet no joy. For
Be that joy of me if thou art not there.

But my trust all to you I gave the whole.
Yours, you hid for me unfaithful;
For that the lack of this you go in quandary
Forgetting the pact of our heart union.

If only those sweet past memories thou would recall; then
Will you not want to hold on to that desire? To
Hold me tight so close to you in your bosom-
While I whisper in glee; ‘there's no other but you shall my heart cling forever'.