life lived day by day
defiled world infested
by evil and calculating humanity
safe haven of home
hit the front door
and know
in this spiritual game
of hide and seek
evil cannot touch you here
chaos cannot prevail and will
see immediate defeat
why oh why
why would i open my door
and allow evil
to infiltrate my haven
my doorstep has been darkened
storm clouds permanently fixated
above the place that once
was warmed by the sun's rays
so much evil lurking
within the walls
hope has escaped
and the very beams
of the architecture
moan with disgust
at the evil that has now
made it's home
inside my abode
once upon a time
took so much pride
in the peace within my home
i guess it's true what they say
pride really does
come before the fall
for i have fallen
and cannot stand on my own
eyes cannot see
for they have been blinded
by disillusionment
holding out shaky hand
begging for a modern day good Samaritan
to come along
take my feeble hand
and lift me
for i have not the strength
to stand on my own any longer
my spirit
it buckles under the weight
of the sin
which has consumed
and now controls
my home
once upon a time
i took pride in the peace
now
i can only pray for it
defiled world infested
by evil and calculating humanity
safe haven of home
hit the front door
and know
in this spiritual game
of hide and seek
evil cannot touch you here
chaos cannot prevail and will
see immediate defeat
why oh why
why would i open my door
and allow evil
to infiltrate my haven
my doorstep has been darkened
storm clouds permanently fixated
above the place that once
was warmed by the sun's rays
so much evil lurking
within the walls
hope has escaped
and the very beams
of the architecture
moan with disgust
at the evil that has now
made it's home
inside my abode
once upon a time
took so much pride
in the peace within my home
i guess it's true what they say
pride really does
come before the fall
for i have fallen
and cannot stand on my own
eyes cannot see
for they have been blinded
by disillusionment
holding out shaky hand
begging for a modern day good Samaritan
to come along
take my feeble hand
and lift me
for i have not the strength
to stand on my own any longer
my spirit
it buckles under the weight
of the sin
which has consumed
and now controls
my home
once upon a time
i took pride in the peace
now
i can only pray for it
Author notes
This piece is very personal to me. I wrote this about how peaceful my home was, until my fiance started using drugs. He is now an addict, and there isn't much along the lines of peace left anymore.
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Comments
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Personal poems are always the strongest. It's really great how you left it so open to outside interpretation, when the thoughts you wanted to convey were really a lot more specific. The pace was perfect. Something I also thought was really great is the way you wrote the first few paragraphs/stanzas/whatevers. Wonderful job!
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Sounds miserable. Dump the creep and move on. You're way too good to have to put up with that. Nice piece.


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i am sorry for what you are going through.... i hope that you find the strength to move forward and do the things you need to do... have faith and vent when you need to...great write
cheers
Jen
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WOW, I do indeed hope that this is a past situation to which you refer, either that or we have some serious catching up to do! Either way remember that we cannot change another, which leaves us three choices, remain in the situation as it is, change ourselves within it, for that must, by nature, change the situation, or finally, leave the situation. Best of luck in this and all of your endeavors.
Hetohke'e *
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I feel this write but in a different way, I often thin of the peace that was before cancer, but that and drugs couldn't really be any more destructive to one's peace and harmony... you have worded this brilliantly and I for one can relate, perhaps not in the way you intended, but all the same
Karen

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this is a very powerful piece. something that once felt safe, secure, full of love and life, now tainted, dark, and full of fear and anger. beautiful piece.
however, the first stanza confused me greatly...
life lived day by day
defiled world infested
by evil and calculating humanity
went from life lived day by day, to talking about defiled world infested by evil and calculating humanity. it felt like an odd break, not flowing well from the one to the other. have been trying to change how i was reading it to understand the flow, perhaps you can better explain it to me. unless it was meant as life lived day by day, defiled BY A world infested by evil and calculating humanity?
just trying to understand. otherwise a very powerful piece! can definitely feel the personal feelings with it. thanks for sharing that!
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Grand piece sis, conflict in your own heart for the chaos that surrounds us all, we never really know which way its going, just have to learn to turn the cheek and hope for the best in it all Loved it. Love, C


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