I have been deceived by a man. <br />A man who said he would not. <br />He lied to me when he reached his scaly hand. <br />Anger embodies my soul - I ought <br />To have known - not bide his forked tongue. <br />My soul burns, my heart bleeds. <br />I fall forever and never die. Or even to be hung <br />By my own stupidity. To lie on the earth, covered by seeds, <br />Emboding my every gesture and thought <br />Disabling my need for love, or even to cry. <br />Coming alive inside my body where Disease dares not. <br />Abandonment, hatred, anger - I do not think 'Why? ' <br />A God he was to me. <br />Took my soul and flew. <br />Flew far away and made me free. <br />But only then if I knew. <br />I have no one for I need no one. <br />Once i feared being alone <br />But I fear no longer- that is done. <br />Love has no use for me - She is no longer home <br />Where i could knock on Her door <br />And She hand me the Silken Coat of Happiness for free. <br />Rich She once made me and now made me poor. <br />I will leave Her for She has left me. <br />Acceptance to solitude with open an arm - <br />Perhaps this road will bring me no harm.<br /><br />Conchita Mauer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-road-of-solitude/
