Nights and days become long
When a heart does someone wrong –
The darkest nights of our soul,
When our minds are out of control!
Words are lodged in our throat,
And with lies we try to coat –
Pain and agony we can’t shout
Until it finds its way out!
Then in secret a heart will cry,
And a bit of our soul will surely die –
Truth will prevail no matter what,
And we will feel ashamed or not!
Now the soul is empty like a cup –
When fatal and broken it gives up!
Epaphroditus© January 15, 2024
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