~Seeds~

[Joseph Didis]

~Seeds~
From a Guilty Heart to a Broken Soul
Inspired by Orson Scott Card, T.S.Elliot, and a friend of mine who called himself my poet.

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I'm sorry
Sorry sorry please
  Seeds of death within me dwell    I think this should be the first line, dive in at the deep end
This silence, like a winter freeze
The sorrow of a broken soul
                                                    And maybe put "I'm sorry, sorry please" here

Your goddess 
Was created not
  They find their feed in happiness 
To dwell above the one she thought
A flame that could not go amiss     I don't get the last line, feels like the rest of paragraph builds up for something cool so I would revise the last line, at least to me it feels disconnected

That word     subtle, nice
With power to change a heart
  Their joy in my repeated pain
Innocent bond that ne'er would part
Το shinning screen, a hidden stain

My mind
With guns and knives it asks
  They grow in all I dare to touch
An empty soul, not made to last
A fallen world, not made for us    Really like this ending too!
     ~s.a.

Pretty cool poem, thank you for sharing it.