Demons in my spirit
#Demons_in_my_spirit
The banging, the kicking and the shouting , defeans my peace, I'm lingering on the edge of my endurance, haile me healers and seers of the universe, for my entirety is in distress, tired fighting with what I can't even see with my eyes.
My flesh is now fading, projecting to the world my emptied inner being, for there's nothing left of my inner being self, dragging the least of whats left of me to the nearest graveyard, hoping the last shot wouldn't catch me before that last permanent human life consuming pit
Now my spirit realm, a space I should be escaping to for my peace and strength, has now grown thorns, piercing me in anyway possible, there's no space to stand with even one leg, resistance has tossed me in the wilderness, where nothing is neither familiar nor friendly, forced to keep staring sideways and backwards at all the time
I can't afford to succumb to this, my bare feet on the ground frontiers, lean on me, for this is my last kick, fought so many battles and in this I feel defeated, pull me from this painful floors,
Tattered from head to toe, from flesh to soul, these demons have bashed me to so many walls, at least can there be a DNA for my mother to identify me with at least for her closure, demons in my spirit
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Copyright © Poetic Ink MorepjeKO | Year Posted 2024
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