The Chronicles Of The Sour Life (Part I)

PART I​

First Step:
I'm not a burden that bothers the others.
I'm not a soft body that carries a soul.
I'm nothing you think I am.
I got no definition at all​

Second Step:
You destroyed my being, you destroyed what I felt,
the door is locked...and there's no one on my left.
The key is lost, and the pain grows.
Screaming is not enough,
no one is able to hear me at this distance (so far).​

Third Step:
I know I have a power, very deep in my heart...
I know that If I try...i would be able to see the world again.
I would explain all what I've meant.
I will explain to you,...that It wasn't me to blame.​

Fourth Step:
Is almost there....you only need one chance.
the door is opening...what's there?.
I'll come back for more....
will I see you there?​

Fifth Step:
I'm going to tell you how my life was.
I am going to tell you, how sour I am.
Hope you are ready...'cause is not enough.
I told you I got no definition.
I'm a different creature for all you people from above​

to be continued...​

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Pemberley Winter
I Know what you are..You're gonna be bad for my bussiness...I can realize that.​

 

Can't wait to hear the next part Pem. I will leave my thoughts at the end, but have you heard that ''corny'' saying '' when it rains lemons, make lemonade"? Sour grapes make sweet raisins..and your poetry will always be sweet.

A huge hug.

 

Thank you April Rain for your comment..and your delightful phrase "your poetry will always be sweet". I'm so blessed I have a friend like you!!..and yes.......I've know that corny saying for a little while hahhaha.
I'll be working on the next one!.
Hugs, Pemb