You looked at me in this reality Finally saw my broken soul And quickly declared me ugly Now you’re hoping to unsee me You can’t see past The cloak of shame Or how I’m maimed You liked it better when I faked my happiness And put on those pretty dresses Which I always hated And I’ve hated the way I’ve gone with you Because I lost my spirit And fought all these wars against my soul Alone And lo’ and behold, wouldn’t you know But you don’t, you really don’t.... The greatest tragedy And the greatest war Have left me unable To hide the wounds I’m clawing at holes in the ground But I don’t know if I want in or out You wonder what’s wrong with me Can’t stand to look at me For what I am and have always been Alone Ugly You should have taken off your rose-colored glasses A long time ago, decades ago And left me standing in the rain But I know you liked what you could use You loved that sensual benefit But I’m leaving, don’t you know Because your apathy is cruel Battered and tattered, I’m going to go Whether I rock the grave or rise to glory It doesn’t matter One way or the other I’ll be free And wear what I always wanted My heart on my sleeve © 2021 Loly Rinn Image by Lothar Dieterich from Pixabay
Rocking the grave heart
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