Eve Roper Poet Free verse

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Adapting Back To Reality

Tick   Tick   Tick
I sit here and wait
before my final walk,
those final few moments of my fate,
straight through the cell door.

The clock is ticking,
I have too finally admit
to sins I have committed.
I wonder how i got this far.

I fought fiercely overseas
for my country.

Not knowing what state I was in
I returned home with heartache.

My battle did not end overseas.
I still carried the weight
of pain and suffering,
preventing me to adjusting  to civilian life.

I lost everything.
The unsatisfied insanity
exploded like waves pounding,
rising and falling
pain in my soul so heavy.

I couldn’t escape the memories
that  flooded my mind.
The person in the mirror
that looked back at me wasn’t me.

I sought comfort,
through drugs and alcohol.
When it wasn't enough
I took it out on my family.

Now I sit here waiting
for the freedom that I seek.

May God forgive me;
bring me peace when I sleep.


10/23/2017

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Gregory Richard Barden November 6, 2017 at 1:01 AM Congratulations on your wonderfully dark win, Eve - blessings, and keep up the great work! :-)

Janice Canerdy October 29, 2017 at 6:03 AM Very moving and descriptive, Eve. CONGRATS on your win. Janice

Afzal Nusker October 27, 2017 at 11:09 PM Some harsh truth you have projected through this poem, Eve. Congrats on your win with this profound writing. Eve Roper October 28, 2017 at 10:38 PM Thank you, Afzal. Hugs Eve ~`*

Brian Davey October 27, 2017 at 1:24 PM This abuse is a disease run rampant in our world today, congrats on your win Eve Roper October 28, 2017 at 10:38 PM Thank you, Brian. Hugs Eve ~`*

Cheryl Hoffman October 25, 2017 at 7:18 PM An intense, awesome, heart touching write Eve!~Che :) Eve Roper October 28, 2017 at 10:39 PM Thank you, Cheryl. Hugs Eve ~`*

Ralph Sergi October 25, 2017 at 2:09 PM A great but poignant poem. for some people , the battles never end. My compliments! Eve Roper October 25, 2017 at 5:51 PM Thank you, Ralph. Hugs Eve ~`*

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty October 24, 2017 at 10:45 AM Outer war and inner war are so poetically mingled to create a terrible ambiance.Great Eve.So bright poem. Hugs. Eve Roper October 25, 2017 at 5:49 PM Thank you, Rajat, nice seeing you :) Hugs Eve ~`*

Silent One October 24, 2017 at 6:30 AM A sad reality of life Eve, how many have gone through this, not only as the abuser, but also the abused like parents and partners.. Eve Roper October 25, 2017 at 5:49 PM So true, Silent One , Thank you Hugs Eve ~`*

John Michaels October 24, 2017 at 2:17 AM Powerful and thought-provoking write, Eve. Kind regards, John. Eve Roper October 24, 2017 at 11:38 AM Thank you, John, for reading my work:-) hug Eve

Arthur Vaso October 23, 2017 at 9:12 PM Now you know I would love this poem, if only more would stand up for those who stood up for us! Amazing poem Eve, hugs! Eve Roper October 23, 2017 at 10:29 PM Thank you dear friend, to stand by them , but also know the signs. Hugs Eve ~`*

Kim Rodrigues October 23, 2017 at 7:29 PM I can’t imagine the heaviness that is carried from war. Nicely stated. Eve Roper October 23, 2017 at 10:33 PM Thank you Kim, Hugs Eve ~`*

Connie Marcum Wong October 23, 2017 at 6:46 PM This so sad because it is so real and raw Eve. Too many must deal with this kind of pain. Excellent! : ) Eve Roper October 23, 2017 at 10:34 PM Thank you dear friend, too many are in this state and need help . Hugs Eve ~`*

Lim'Rik Flats October 23, 2017 at 6:29 PM Stark. Provocative. Powerful. Triple wowsa! ~ j Eve Roper October 23, 2017 at 10:33 PM Thank you dear friend . Hugs Eve ~`*