Monday, April 29, 2013

My Own Personal Hell

I wake in the night
As the storm rages by me
The only light that's given
Is by the sea-raged lightning
The cracks of thunder
Hinders my sound
As it screams in my ear
For me to turn around.

My feet won't move
As my heart beats faster
The lonely clouds crying
Are my soul's one companion.
The rain hits my flesh
Like ice cold needles
As the warmth of body
Slowly leaves me.

Don't tell me to remember
Because it hurts too much,
Don't beg me for forgiveness
Because what's done is done.

My only prayer is escape
From this place I call hell,
I've known it for awhile
On a personal level.

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