Poem -
Memories Past
Though agonies of memories past
entreat within my mind
I struggle with the pleas of self
to dispel them all in kind
Never shall I find the peace
which grants a kindred soul
As I'm forced to battle demons
who wish to take control
I hesitate for but a moment
wondering where to turn
And as each passing day goes by
these countless embers burn
Must I swelter in the heat
of all these tortured flames
Or shall I conquer and prevail
to rise above the pain
Will Death relinquish all He holds
and allow me to be free
With promises of blissful sleep
that's void of misery.....
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Comments
Wow such a deep heartfelt somber write. The verses work wonderfully. Very well pieced. Px?
Thank you Pratibha for the nice comment, I really appreciate it.
Cracking write 405...the torment of inner anguish comes across well in this work ?
Thank you Marion for your comment, it is very much appreciated.
Whoa!! This is dark. Inked in blood... Or seems like it. I know how sometimes death can seem the only way to end pain and torment but it is a solution that is final. No changing your mind. No coming back. I hope this is nothing more than a creative mind but if not, if you are seriously thinking of this... Please...please Do not do it. Everything comes in cycles. Everything. After darkness there is light. After tears come laughter. You can get better again. Life is all ups and downs. Up will come again. Please reach out and get some help. ? x
Thank you Being Me for that very nice comment, I really appreciate the concern. As for the content, I struggle daily with this, BUT, I can handle it. I've dealt with this for over 40 yrs. now. Me and Death have come to an understanding, lol, if He leaves me alone til I'm ready.....He can have whats left. lol
Again, thank you so much for the comment.
It's good to know you are handling it ..lol You had me worried there!
Lol, no need to worry my friend. Thank you though, for the concern
Memories oh the memories,
they hurt, they suck,
makes me not give
a *uck!
however we still
breathe and
we can leave
whatever we want,
behind so we can
see the good
things life
has in store for us
to find..
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I agree Deb, thank you for that