Poem 6

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Diminishing Soul

I gaze upon the blooming stars
My hair cascaded in voluminous flows
I wonder why but I'll never know
The days upon which I lost my soul

I try so hard but nothing prevails
Perceiving that only my worthlessness shows in details
The days upon which I hear a sound
A sound discovered as nothing but my own

I cry upon my lonely nights
Wishing that they'd one day be kryptonium nights
At least they'd shine as bright as lives
And for once I shall be considered a holy knight

But I know I'd never be that bright
For she has destroyed my only source of flight
Never again to be considered a useful phlight
For I have deemed myself a worthless knight

So I gaze upon the blooming skies
Wondering when my gloomy nights
Shall one day turn into a beautiful kind
As I cry myself softly to bed and hope that tomorrow might show a different end

But I start my day with the worst of words
A word well known by my stormy mind
A word well drilled in my pumping heart
A word well streamed in my running blood
A word well etched on my tombing skin

I know that nothing shall ever be the same
For I am not destroyed by my outright appearance
But I have been ruined by what truly defines me
What truly defines a person;their inner being

That which has been destroyed by the cruelest of words
That which has been dimmed by the harshest of beatings
A glow once known to light up the world
Now tarnished by the deepest of wounds
Never once planning on healing

Cretinity is the word she defines me by
But I have already been defined as a conquest tide
One that shall never stop the ferocity in her waves
But shall always be slowed and marked by the words of her bearer
For she has been diminished as the word itself is demolished.

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