blood dripping from a rose

There is nothing in my soul but torment!
I look around at what is happening in total bewilderment.
Beautiful and deep poetry from my soul is dead
thanks in part to the fact that each new day, I dread.
For what is there for me to look forward to?
Only anguish, tears and bloodshed do I see
and this does not for a moment, set me free!
Torment is in my soul and there it shall remain!
 The song I sing is a lament and so too is its sad refrain.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

5 thoughts on “Torment!

  1. Dear Shelby, “be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars. You have a right to be here.”


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