Just A Thought....

These haunted dreams which I hold dear
are ghosts within my mind
Reminding me of better days
in another place and time

I can't escape the tortured past
with all these vivid thoughts
And everything explodes inside
from all the pain it's wrought

I've tried to leave them in the past
but failed another try
So I embrace the hurt and pain
with tears I hate to cry

I've asked the Lord to take my life
but still I roam these halls
A shell of who I use to be
these memories on the wall

So all that I look forward to
is finally being free
To take my final breath I feel
that's all that's left for me




Poetry by Pure Evil
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Written on 2018-06-11 at 17:10

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