Barbed Wire
It cut, I bled
It spoke, I listened
It commanded, I obeyed
It laughed, I wept
Dirty things were done to me
All painful and all true
My body became a battlefield
My mind split into more than a few
Meanness, nastiness, anger and rage
Toppled me over, time and time again
Weapons formed, used against me
Oh my mind so torn, lured me to the insane
Taken for granted, used and tossed aside
What was wrong with me?
Quiet, stilled from the pain
Screaming, yelling on the inside
Years the disease roamed within
Took me for a ride, round and round
Let me out, take me off
Remove these chains keeping me bound
Stars shine, moon glows
Father’s hand has touched my soul
Standing near, watching close
Fills my heart with His heavenly host
Raising me up, renewing my mind
Releasing the spirits, tormenters no more
Casting them down in a pit of fire
No more cutting, no more barbed wire
Copyright © Teresa Burkes | Year Posted 2010
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