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Short Shrift - Final Walk

Tick tick tick tick I sit here and wait After I've ate For those final few moments of my fate Before my final walk straight through that gate The clock is ticking I have to finally admit To sins I have committed Thoughts have made me wonder how I got this far I fought fiercely overseas for my country Coming back home with heartache Not knowing what state I was in The battle did not end there for me I still carry the weight of pain and suffering Preventing me to adjust to civilian life Losing everything in my life Of the insanity that I was going through The pain in my soul is so heavy The person in the mirror isn't me I sought my counseling Through drugs and alcohol When it wasn't enough I took it out on my family Now I sit here and wait For the freedom I seek May God forgive me And bring me peace when I sleep By:Eve Roper 7/19/2015

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Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 7/23/2015 1:41:00 AM

Congrats on ur winning awesome write Eve! Great work!

Skat A

Date: 7/23/2015 12:16:00 AM

Eve, Congrats on your SHORT SHRIFT win. Love SKAT

Viv Wigley

Date: 7/22/2015 8:37:00 PM

Oh, to have seen what they have seen, we should be truly thankful we have been spared. As long as wars continue, so this curse will thrive. A great write, Eve, and congratulations, Viv x

Alexis Y.

Date: 7/22/2015 6:50:00 PM

Eve, Congratulations on a awesome win:-) Alexis

Eve Roper
Date: 7/22/2015 6:54:00 PM

Thank you, Alexis, for your inspiration and compliment. Hugs Eve

John Lawless

Date: 7/22/2015 6:49:00 PM

Eve, this becomes even more poignant as it is written from a woman's perspective...my daughter served 26 years in the Army, an ER nurse she did a tour in Iraq so this hits a close to home. There is no way that those of us who were not there can begin to understand those who were. That applies to all combat situations. Thanks for entering this poem in the contest

Eve Roper
Date: 7/22/2015 6:54:00 PM

Thank you, John, for placing me in your contest. Having a husband of 20 years, two son at the same time it was hard. Hugs Eve

Jan Allison

Date: 7/22/2015 5:58:00 PM

such a deeply emotional write Eve and reading your comments I see it was written straight from your heart - congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx7

Eve Roper
Date: 7/22/2015 6:12:00 PM

Jan, thank you so much, I'm surprised but honored. Hugs Eve

Constance La France

Date: 7/20/2015 7:50:00 PM

Eve, a very moving and emotional write ,exceptional writing 7 and thanks for visiting my poem, glances. ..

Eve Roper
Date: 7/22/2015 6:13:00 PM

Broken, thank you for your inspiring complement. Hugs Eve

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/20/2015 4:30:00 PM

deeply written from the heart and likewise done with emotive images, eve..a very fine piece!.. huggs

Eve Roper
Date: 7/20/2015 4:35:00 PM

Thank you, Nette, for your kind words. Hugs Eve

Emile Pinet

Date: 7/20/2015 10:51:00 AM

Your poem flows with a sad beat and the words say everything, by evoking thoughts within the reader's consciousness, bringing the submerged pain to the surface of the heart. Emile. #7

Eve Roper
Date: 7/20/2015 1:43:00 PM

Emile, you're always so kind with gracious words thank you so much for your support and your compliments. Hugs Eve

Darlene Gifford

Date: 7/19/2015 8:29:00 PM

A powerful poem, Eve. A 7. I can see this happening to many of our soldiers returning from war. Their minds so messed up and difficult to adjust to civilian life. I know this will do well in the contest. Blessings, Darlene

Darlene Gifford
Date: 7/20/2015 1:05:00 AM

Oh, I am so sorry, Eve, about your son. My prayers go out to him for healing and recovery. Such strong emotions in your poem. And now I understand where all that was coming from.

Eve Roper
Date: 7/19/2015 8:38:00 PM

Thank you, Darlene, for the support and encouragement. I just had my son over this morning for breakfast and was telling me a little of what went on in Desert Strom but he struggles still to remember and also with his emotions. My heart aches when I see him he suffers from traumatic brain injury while he was in the service.