Battered and Bruised

The pain, the darkness,  
I'm under attack. 
  All roads are closed,  
No going back. 

  At a standstill, a place 
Of no return. 
  A crossroad of decision, 
Still so much to learn. 

  Going the wrong way,  
Headed for hell. 
  Who has the answer? 
They won't tell. 

  Stuck in an endless rut,  
Of what could be. 
  Taking care of everyone, 
Forgot about me. 

  The pass haunts me, 
No looking back. 
  Hey, here's Karma with  
Another smack. 

  A lot of chaos, 
Too much greed. 
  On your pain, 
She will feed. 

  Selfish, smooth, evil, 
And mean. 
  I wash and wash it, 
Never comes clean. 

  I'm out of order, 
Heart can't take no more. 
? Changes might be knocking, 
I won't answer the door. 

  The darkness is around me, 
It pulls me under. 
  The sky lights up, 
I feel the thunder. 

  Alone in the darkness, 
No light to be found. 
  I strain to listen, 
I hear no sound. 

  The pain it holds me  
Tight. 
  It sneaks up,  
On its endless plight. 

  I can remember when two 
Hearts fused. 
  My soul is forever Battered  
And bruised. 

      Turbo1904
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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