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My Secret Life Relieved

My Secret Life Relieved. 

My body in shock and in trauma
As every part of my helpless being
Lies paralysed in total agony
As if stung by a thousand bees
As complete and utter exhaustion
Takes its grip
And completely consumes and overpowers me
For I am nothing but a shipwreck lost at sea

My mind foggy my head in a vice
Void of cognition too tired for thought
For I am repressed depressed
All hope has abandoned me
My will and resolve
Long dissolved

My hurt so much
I lose all sense of reality
Abused and confused
I no longer have any virtue of control
Ravaged and raped
By a twist of fate

I can do nothing but sleep very deeply
But wake up even more exhausted and intense
Than I did before
I lie in the gutter of despair
I cry out in sheer agony
But no one hears me 
There's no one there

Deaths icy breath
Surrounds me
A curse from hell
A place I know so well
For I am nothing
But a corpse still 
Only just breathing 
Under its cruel harsh spell

Another day
I’m still exhausted
But I’m able to leave my bed of nails
 My legs so tired they feel 
Like I’m trying to walk through 
Knee high
In wet cement
Still feeling downhearted
My mind still foggy

I try to live life the best I can
Under the circumstances
Despite the agony and torment

My nemesis nay return at any moment
I stumble lose my balance and fall
The doctors can’t helpless with the cards I've been dealt
And I get no support at all

Writing my only escape my friend
And only Allie
Life passes by in a twinkle of an eye
I’m lonely heartbroken in despair
But put my faith in God
to get me through
I hang on by my fingernails 
To life not worth living
Life gives me little pleasure
I seek no treasure
just good health
I am me
This is me
And Iat least
I try.


Who cares.





Peter Dome©2019.

Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2019

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