Poisoned Souls

[jamesdevin]

Poisoned Souls

 

Darkened, Deeply Saddened,

nothing but loss,

no hope left,

for anyone, not even us.

 

Scarred through and through,

nothing but pain and bad dreams,

memories vague and dark,

nights of terror and hatred.

 

Self infliction,

all we know these days,

for we all want to recycle ourselves,

and rid of pain.

 

Pain and sorrow,

depression and hatred,

words we know all to well,

for we are poisoned souls.

[Blondemoon]

May I say, wow. Of all the ones you've posted as of yet, I like this one the most. Probably because it's not quite as harsh as a couple of others. *coughs politely*

The last part,

Pain and sorrow,

depression and hatred,

words we know all to well,

for we are poisoned souls.

caught my eye as being particularly true. Depending on which emotion you're dealing with, of course. But for example, if you're dealing with love, as your poems thus far seem to have, once you're hurt that badly, is it possible that you're "poisoned" for the next person that comes along?

But along the same lines, if you're that poisoned, there has to be a way that you can be cleansed of it.

Meh. More of me overthinking....I think.

 

Btw, I like that sig.

[HopperWolf]

I have to agree with moon here. it's a good poem, discussing an itersting concept. Well handled

 

lmao, I just read the sig too. it's great! appeals to my sense of humour

Edited February 9, 2003 by HopperWolf

[Rune]

I sort of like the "idea" of recyling ones soul through suicide. (not that I am saying suicide is a good thing, mind you) Its just something Ive never considered before. Good poem, just like your others..although I will agree and say it's less harsh and therefore more appealing.