What's Broke in Me

When still in my prime the well ran dry  
Hiding from my lubricious lie    
Chasing unchaste desires acting uncouth    
Undisciplined throughout my jaunty youth    
I spared the rod so carelessly    
Yet my heart still beat relentlessly    
Pumping full of silent screams    
Flushing out forbidden dreams    
Cells bursting that forever bleed    
Denying love the seminal seed    
My phallicy fell into the cracks of age    
Spilling bloodied verse upon the page    
There's nothing left to have and hold    
In a dormant heart that embraces cold    
Now only death can set me free    
Cos there's no one to fix what's broke in me
Written by Poetryman
Published | Edited 27th Sep 2017
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