If love is a mist
Then I must persist
For cords of affliction
And wisps of addiction
Are flogging my faith on a rack of derision.
The demons are screaming
Stop me from believing
Oozing lies, succubi
Leave me battered and bleeding.
Their hunger is fed
On the paths of the dead
As my starved, broken soul craves the wine and the bread
Cutting ties, crushing lives
We can all sympathise
But the blame lies with me
Wrapped in guilt, when once free
Destruction their function
Impaled at this junction
Slicing my soul without fear or compunction.
Yet I will resist
I’ll repent and desist
And walk through the mist
Towards fresh joy and bliss.
For this kingdom of sighs
Will give way to new life
And I will be vanquished
A thorn in their side.
Thank you for the reblog 😊
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Beautifully written! I love reading poetry in your voice. Is this a first?
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Yeah I’m quite new to it. You don’t know my voice though 😂
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What a nice poem. 😀 Wow. Bravo Commander. 😀
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Thank you 🙏🏻
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Absolutely lovely
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Thank you. I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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Amen! Perfection~
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Thank you Michele. Hope you liked it.
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This poem was beautifully woven. I felt the light through your raw energy. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for such encouraging feedback 🙂
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Beautifully written with such powerful truth and faith rising above the doubts and fear!! ❤ Thanks for sharing!
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You’re welcome. Thank you very much 🙂
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Strong powerful rhymes!
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Thank you 👍🏻
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