CRIES OF A POET..

CRIES OF A POET

Imploring for God’s
mercy,

Shift this ill-fated
life,

Cleanse these
impurities away,

Apply pertness to my
life….

Pour my body with
acid,

And melt till I fade,

Remains nothing but
despair,

An insoluble feeling
ever made….

Oh despair, sweet and
treacherous,

The feeling of being
bludgeoned,

Pierced, pinked,
slashed and more,

Eracidate me in just
a split second….

Tormented by an undying power,

Of the negativity of
love,

A murderous road in
life,

Without the presence
of dove….

My soul, trying to
mount away,

Leaving its structure
behind,

Unable to bear the
unseen wounds,

To death’s prison,
let I be confined….

The irony of this
tearful story,

Leaves me no hope to
inhale,

Pandora’s Box has
been opened,

This is my sad
endless tale….

-Gerald James Castro