Before reading, I want everyone to know that this individual piece is not a reflection of my own existence; instead, it mirrors the life of a dear friend.
~Untitled~
A wounded body
lies beaten and battered
in the wake of a violent windfall.
Uncontrollable urges lash out,
leaving black and blue witnesses
to the hellish wrath endured.
Dwindling strength
and broken self worth
litter the streets of a once-vibrant life.
All that ever meant anything
is left to die
in the shadows of a sorrowful existence.
What is left now
is nothing more
than the shell of a lonely being.
Who,
after all the external wounds have healed,
will still die of a broken heart.
8/20/06
Kinda leaves a bad taste in your mouth, huh? May those who live through it escape with a sense of peace in their lives, may those who witness it be strong enough to learn from it, and may those who live without it thank their lucky stars that they do.....
~Smiles~
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