Broken – A Poem

by May 21, 2002Poetry

Frodo’s thoughts after the quest…

What else could I do?
I had no choice
I was torn in two
When I heard that voice.
It was speaking to me
And I couldn’t resist
Seeing beauty and love,
Seeking freedom and peace.
It slipped on my finger
And power I felt
I was the master,
And all evil would melt.
But I was mistaken,
I had crossed the line
And his life was taken
Instead of mine.
I survived, but what for?
It was never the same
It hurt more and more,
And I was the one to blame.
Blood dries, wounds heal
And life goes on
But pain is hard to conceal
When hope is gone.
Emptiness fills my heart,
And blackness is all around
Piercing me like a poisoned dart;
That which is lost, cannot be found.
I must leave the lands of the living,
There’s a price to pay for every deed.
For some mistakes there is no forgiving,
And some wounds forever bleed.

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