A broken spirit and a contrite heart

I can write to you of my love for you, but now my spirit is broken and no words can describe my pain

I can tell you all about my heart ache for you 

But my spirit is broken and I’ve no where to turn

I would tell you my love for you has killed me

But your spirit would simply bring me back again just to afflict me 

I know it’s not you, but the watchmen who barely know you

Yet I wish you would deal with me directly

It’s easy to say I give up

That my heart is broken and I can no longer love you

But who am I kidding

You knew I would never stop loving you before you called me into existence 

Now what’s left of me? 

Does a man go into desolation because he loves his God

Or will his God find him and heal him of his affliction.

I read the words: “I’ve spoken”, twice. Now I use those same words.

It’s your turn!

Published by gloriathepoet

That hopeless romantic Poet who can't help but be in love. I love writing poetry, but i'm also a budding fantasy/Sci-fi Novel Writer. When i'm not dreaming my way with a pen, I'm trying to design something or create an application that may change the world.

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