Pit of Despair
Sometimes, life can seem unfair,
as your heart loses all hope.
And from a pit of despair,
you struggle merely to cope.
Love is an elusive dream,
interlaced with nightmare thoughts.
And anxiety's extreme,
tying your stomach in knots.
You try to rewind life's tape,
and yet, it is stuck on pause.
And there's no way to escape
the suffering; or its cause.
Abuse morphs into self-hate,
guiding the knife on its path.
And admonishing your fate,
you let its blade purge your wrath.
Every cut exacts a toll,
unleashing a scarlet flood.
And yet, the pain in your soul
is numbed; by the flow of blood.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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