The Exorcism of Gbad Pt 1
Sometimes I still feel like a child
Crying and scared, sucking back snot in bed
Suffering in silence, alone in the dark
Begging and pleading, I was just dead
So many memories repressed, suppressed
Trying, always trying, another try
No one to listen, for who would believe
A child wanted to die
My reality was beyond my thought skill set
Couldn't comprehend or understand why
I wanted to fly, just fly I can never forget
How I felt how I did, I was a kid, why try?
But the pain was full grown,
So I hid what was felt
Leaving the pain unknown
It was so hard, I would pray to God
"Please end this misery i'm in"
Only to awaken in morning, last night was forlorning
Maybe I should just do myself in
But forever the coward, I trudged on
Battling forces I can't control
The black hole in my heart became darker
An inevitable fight for my soul
Was about to become a reality
No one saw the storm that was approaching
The rage was about to brew, and boil over
The dark cloud began rapidly encroaching.....
Copyright © Cc Browning | Year Posted 2017
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