Concede

Somewhere I lost my way
Giving my darkness rule
I have no grasp of myself
A complete lack of control
My mouth has dried out
After a crude showing
Unleashing verbal assaults
I can no longer sleep
For my eyes are glued open
The thoughts terrorize me
Never a moments peace
Hope, an empty notion
My bones diseased with fear
I see no redemption

Lyn Church
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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