Oh my heart
is burning
like hell
of
delusion
and
fears
to fall apart
become dust
you easily
can blow it away
and nothing
would remain
and again
you would find
another one
to deceive
and drive
to
hell
you catch souls
and
eat them
up
greedily
because
you have none
yourself
poor heartless devil
watching out
for souls
I lost mind and spirit
in one second
of truth
but now
I am
myself
again
The way you set your perimeter of your poem, it looks like Devil’s Tower in our wild west. I like your poem very much.
Thank you so much! It’s life who sets the perimeter, my soul just wants to express what she feels …