Its Cold In Here
Twilight off darkness
opening past scars entering
into those violated by unpleasant dreams
Dumped in a canal left for dead
trailed through a wooded area an unknowing victim
tortured for hours without mercy or shame
I prayed to God to save me
with all the strength that he gave me
charging these vile beasts
falling to the ground broken
I fell in my last fight for life
Dumped where no one would find me
tears falling inside a labyrinth
raping over and over again this mind
Ghosts appear knowing no bounds
dark suckling on a soul's blood
I saw myself lying in the water dead
nothing seemed real it all felt dreamlike
without pain praying in my dream
awakening to awful unbearable pain
A day had passed
I awoke legs and body under water
In such aches tearing into my being
to see the Devil's own dancing drunk
torturing me trying to break my legs
casting me lower than an animal
the smell of fear ripping at the heart and soul
Lips hanging apart such a nightmare
one eye almost out off the socket
I roared to the Heaven's crying
oh God look what they have done to me
hours it took to trail myself to safety
One kneecap was off the joint
the agony was unreal caked in blood
trailed myself to safety passed out
awakening in hospital
doctors said it was a miracle 79 internal bruises on ex-rays missing vital organs by small fractions they said judging by your injuries I was left for dead then they thought i would loose my sight as my iris was damaged thanking God I am still alive I am writing my book called the Irishman's hell for 5 weeks of hell I ate with a straw it was this month many years ago this happened something has brought it all back
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2014
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