A Letter To My Friends
A Letter to My Friends
I love you all
Always there for me
Through it all
But if only you all knew what was happening to me now
If only you could feel what I feel
You know what I want
Every one of you knows what I want
I want you, you, you, and you
That’s all
But everyone is so far away
Physically and Emotionally
Who do I go to now?
Who do I have?
Myself?
No never
My emotions are killing me
Slowly
They have gotten hold of the torturer’s tools
Oh how I admire them
Every tool with its own purpose
The knife to peel away my skin
The blow torch to burn my wounds shut
The sledgehammer to break my bones
The mirror in front of me so I can see the torture taking place
The drill
Oh the drill
When awake or asleep they drill through my head to get into my mind
The terrible things I see
Every Day
They offer me a way out
My emotions hand me a belt
They offer to drive my car
They ask me to take up shooting
They love to whisper in my ear
“Everything can go way”
“You can have sweet relief”
“The stress and pain, just gone”
Tempting
Very tempting
I cry into my pillow once it is all over
Screaming out into an empty void
Asking strangers for help
They just run away
So I write a letter to my friends
I need help
Yours Truly,
G
Copyright © Oliver Pierce | Year Posted 2018
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