The feelings I am experiencing are overshadowed by pain.
There was a time when I was free to share the poetry I felt like writing.
Not any longer for the pain is too great to bear.
I have given my all to the poetry I feel I was destined to write.
The voice of one man has shattered my love for the work.
I don't feel kin to it any longer and now find it hard to write.
A voice has been stilled and forever silenced for the feelings aren't there any longer.
I feel bad and hurt to say the least of what has happened.
It seems that a death has occurred within my own heart.
I will probably end my time of writing and do nothing from here on out.
To let the drive I have dissipate and forever be changed.
All because of one man and his wishes do I now feel this way.
A voice has been stilled and a heart is crushed for all time.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2016-2-10)