Tormented Soul

My Tormented Soul,
Why can't you set me free and let me go?
You always seem to drudge up the past
And a marriage that didn't last
It still hurts you know.

My Tormented Soul,
He was the love of my life
Now I'm not his wife.
Hard as I try to move on
The things and people in our past and present
Still bring me pain
I still cry,sometimes even want to die.
Not really because of him
Because of the way his wife snatches away
The pleasures and treasures of my world
The special events in my beloved daughters life. .

My Tormented Soul,
I am a jealous person
You play on that, You keep me
Locked in a prison of rage and sadness
Joys that where meant to be mine
Are nothing more than shadows lost in time.

My Tormented Soul,
Please! set me free,
It is becoming more than I can bear.
Please! set me free
So someone new can wipe away the tear.
Maggie (Toxicmom)1/99 © 1990 - 2002

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