|The evil within
Author: Lily94 PM
A short poem about life and the complex encounters with evilRated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Spiritual - Words: 171 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-05-12 - id: 3029372
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There is no harmony in a soul without peace.
There is no envy in love.
The skies though pale as they be,
beam modest light to sooth sanity.
Sanity of which is a wild, insecure creature
Ever in fear of light
Which bleeds from the skies;
as tepid as the rain.
There is delight in the dance of life
Where souls unite
To beg, plead and strive.
Though desperate as I be,
I cannot love, nor touch,
That which I hate
For it is as mute as sanity
It will not speak,
It is a timid creature
Of which I cannot contain
Amidst it's world, so bleak.
No hollow oak, or fading light
Will ever capture the inner most
Seething part of me.
My mind barely scathes walls of insecure pleasure
And when it does
I do not feel nor cry in pain.
I am numb and so to is the silent world that surrounds me.
Evil is within and serenity is all that can save my civil pleading soul