I thought it was the end

[Terry1992]

The gun had been fired
The barrel was hot
The body just laid there.

Who was that monster the evil was dead.
Blood and flesh splattered around
I thought for a while my terrors were gone
The abuser was dead it was end

How wrong I had been it wasnt the end
My life still runs on fear and betrayal with
these I cant bend.
This hole cant be filled no matter the cost.

Now who is this man that I have become
Living by the motto trust no one.
Driven by anger and silenced with fear
I beat myself down with thoughts and ideas


The voices wont stop they are louder than ever
At times I have thought of taking my life.
It needs to end now.
I need to quiet those voices deep inside
A drink or a drug I have done that before
I just dont want to get off the floor.
Thats not the answer I am aware.

Today is a new day. My feelings are raw
I will stand my ground and I wont back down

 

[KMCINVA]

Well said. I like the last two lines, you will stand your ground and you won't back down. The voices do subside as you heal I can assure you. While living with the voices and demon inside is it pure hell.

You know what you do not want to do, like staying on the floor. Keep your poems coming, they are a way for you to let out your anger and feelings.

Thank you for sharing.

Kevin

 

[victor-victim]

this poem gives me a truth ache.
how much pain can one man take.
reality and fantasy collide.
one hell of a crazy ride.
violence is extremely intense.
justice? revenge? self defense?
i kept murder in my heart.
but it ripped my soul apart.