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One of the Damned

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One of the Damned

I sit here in my self made prison
Cold, dark walls of stone go high above my
line of sight
An old solid wooden door my only way in or
its lock, long cobwebbed over

my room filled with blackness that seems to
come from within and surrounds me like a
My only light through my dark world is from
a small barred window high above
My only link with the world outside
My only vision of day or night.

Oh but don't despair for me in this self built
hell hole. For I am not alone
I have my Demon for company.
I don't see him, I don't need to. I have his face
etched in my mind.
I hear his hissing voice as he draws me in with
his banter of doubt, fears and no self belief.
I smell his vile breath as he leans in to whisper.
Each word tearing at my heart and my soul
shriveling them into dried, useless,
wasted parts of what once held me together.

My demon seldom leaves me
when he is not working his words as daggers
to tear at my flesh,
He watches and gloats at my misery and
oh.... the words I hear him hiss, burn my
"You're not worth any of this, let yourself go,
find my peace"

His laughter echoes through these walls.
I fall to my knees and hold my head, my ears,
my eyes.
I don't want this and he knows it, senses it.
"I can feel your lack of will, I am your
"I can make all of this go away"

His words a sickening hissed song.
I have faith within me, that I will be a much
better person then the one who kneels
dejectedly before a demon of my own making.

I must come back stronger or
I am one of the damned.

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  1. Date: 12/20/2013 8:40:00 AM

    Thom WOW !!! Such an emotionally turmoil poem. You described the feeling of being trapped, loneliness, sadness, depression and sorrow all in one deep and powerful write. Great job my friend Hugs

  1. Date: 11/2/2013 5:23:00 AM

    I am reading your poems tonight Thomas. They are really getting to me. This is good.

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 11/2/2013 5:27:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you very much and I am doing likewise. =)
  1. Date: 10/17/2013 3:06:00 AM

    Well written. I knew days like that, Tom, and I am so grateful I am out of that...

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 10/17/2013 4:40:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you Bindu =)
  1. Date: 10/5/2013 8:56:00 AM

    Totally related to this poem. I have written pieces about feeling imprisoned. I know how it feels to feel like you are a prisoner inside your own body; own head; own emotions. Excellent write and well-expressed; kudos, my friend! :)

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 10/5/2013 8:58:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you kindly =)
  1. Date: 9/13/2013 2:39:00 PM

    This poem was very deep and emotional. I understand the pain of being told that I wasn't worth anything. I was not depressed, but I had a person in my life who told me these things. And, I carried that with me my entire life. Poetry is what allowed me to escape from it. I have written a poem about this titled, "Trapped".

    Simunsen Avatar Thomas Simunsen Date: 9/13/2013 11:20:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Yes I read Trapped and left my comment. It is horrible when someone you love causes such emotional and mental pain. I however did this to myself. Convinced myself I was worthless and not going to be good at anything.
  1. Date: 9/13/2013 1:29:00 AM

    Yes I suffer from Depression. An illness that has no cure but you learn to cope and deal with. I am in a good, happy place in my life right now. In the past I have sat in some dark corners, felt pain and seen into the blackness inside my own shell. Writing is a wonderful therapy and I would say been a part in opening a door in my life that let's the worlds beauty in. If anyone reads this and is feeling depressed or down in their lives please speak to a friend or seek medical assistance