Tortured Mind
Tortured Mind
My mind holds such confusion
Sadness fills my days
Deep thoughts steal my sleep
Dreams are nearly nonexistent
Nobody knows what my mind can do
Nobody understands what I feel
How my feelings draw the life from me
I cannot will myself to move
My body is unfeeling
Dead from years of torture and pain
I have eyes that do not see beauty
They have been blinded by a lack of emotion
When in more than 50 years did this happen?
What took my mind from me?
I will suffer with my mind in hell
Agonizing every minute of every day
No pills to take
No one to talk to
My mind rots deep in another reality
A reality with a million lost nightmares
It lost its way
It cannot come back to me
This reality is alien to it
I fight and fight to control it
To have it make sense
It never has
It never will no matter how I try
My mind and my life are hopeless
Given up on decades ago
Someday I will see a light
A pathway from my mind’s private hell
There is one problem
My mind will never find relief
Someday never comes
Copyright © Lord R. E. Taylor | Year Posted 2012
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