Eve Roper Poet Free verse

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 July 23, 2015 at 1:41 AM Congrats on ur winning awesome write Eve! Great work!

Skat A July 23, 2015 at 12:16 AM Eve, Congrats on your SHORT SHRIFT win. Love SKAT

Viv Wigley July 22, 2015 at 8:37 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. July 22, 2015 at 6:50 PM Eve, Congratulations on a awesome win:-) Alexis Eve Roper July 22, 2015 at 6:54 PM Thank you, Alexis, for your inspiration and compliment. Hugs Eve

John Lawless July 22, 2015 at 6:49 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 July 22, 2015 at 6:54 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 July 22, 2015 at 5:58 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 July 22, 2015 at 6:12 PM Jan, thank you so much, I'm surprised but honored. Hugs Eve

Constance La France July 20, 2015 at 7:50 PM Eve, a very moving and emotional write ,exceptional writing 7 and thanks for visiting my poem, glances. .. Eve Roper July 22, 2015 at 6:13 PM Broken, thank you for your inspiring complement. Hugs Eve

Nette Onclaud July 20, 2015 at 4:30 PM deeply written from the heart and likewise done with emotive images, eve..a very fine piece!.. huggs Eve Roper July 20, 2015 at 4:35 PM Thank you, Nette, for your kind words. Hugs Eve

Emile Pinet July 20, 2015 at 10:51 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 July 20, 2015 at 1:43 PM Emile, you're always so kind with gracious words thank you so much for your support and your compliments. Hugs Eve

Darlene Gifford July 19, 2015 at 8:29 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 July 20, 2015 at 1:05 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 July 19, 2015 at 8:38 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.