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Leslie Kennedy Poem
My life is no longer my own
Controlled by forces out of my control
Why did he hurt me, why did he cheat.
I break down and cry...
So many tears...so many tears.
I yell why me, why again, please tell me
All I hear is silence and the lightly blowing wind.
I dream of a place high and far away
A place where peace lives
Where hurt cannot touch me.
Tired of this life..death I embrace...
Weak you think me
Strong you think of you
You speak as though you have lived my tribulations..
And experienced what I've been through.
I am not weak, I am stronger then you.
I embrace the darkness
Hunger for the feel of deaths kiss
Knowing peace will soon be mine atlast.
You on the other hand, cry and mourn in self pity and fear
When your death is advancing near, soon to come to pass.
My only fear the only one... can God forgive me..can He understand,
I do not wish to disobey him and commit mortal sin
I hope He can understand this pain this sadness of this life
It's just to much for me to live.
Years of pain, millions of tears
One weight to many on my shoulders to bear
I am ready to pass over to whatever place lies beyond
Darkness envelopes me, my body still and so very cold
From above I see myself, I smile
I say rest is now mine, pain is no more... love is no more
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Leslie Kennedy Poem
Loathe to close my eyes
Petrified to have them open
Pain is never forgotten
Nightmares of visions I wish to forget
I sit day after day
Reliving it over and over
I reach for alcohol..to much alcohol...
Thinking I want to survive....
Wishing I was stronger
Able to overcome it
I'm a fool, I'm weak
Life full of despair
How could he do what he did
Sexual contact with her
Offering my body to him
I can't forget...I can't cope
This is not the first time
I've been a victim...
Victim suffering pain
Emotionally...physically...mentally
I have just drank down number seven...
I'm aware of all those pills in my purse
They call to me
With promises of no pain anymore
I hear it is painless
I pick them up...
Pour them into my hand
Toying with them...thinking
I wish to live the life
The life after this one
One free of pain
One full of love
I sit with my bottle
Pills in my hands
Copyright © Leslie Kennedy | Year Posted 2017
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Leslie Kennedy Poem
Why can't he see
The pain and the hurt
He has caused me.
The harsh words
I hear nearly daily
The harsh words
I sleep with every night
Something wrong in my head he says,
I am told I have issues with trust
It may have been many months ago..
To me it feels like yesterday...
I feel the knife in my heart
From what he says is nothing
But she was something...
Still a part of our lives
I thought I could get over it
Deal with that pain and mistrust that he made.
But I was fooling myself. .
Forgive I can, forget I just can't
The laughter they share,
The little things he does for her
They shouldn't bother me
But they do, the wound still open.
Am I wrong to lash out
To be angry..
To not admit the reason why
It is the pain I feel from them,
For my trust they broke
Why can't he see
Just how much
He is killing me.
I think he knows,
Deep down inside
But does he care
To make things right
Many nights I cry myself to sleep
He has no Idea,
It is a secret I keep
I wont ask for his help
Nor understanding
To do so would be a mistake,
And turn into a mental beating
Why must it always be,
Him attacking me
Mostly with words so hateful and bitter
The kind that one would utter to a enemy not a lover
So I am a enemy in this life we have built
I guess I am to blame
He tells me so everyday
So either I am, or maybe I'm actually insane
Why can't he see
Just how much his words...
Just how much his actions...
Just how much his hatred
Just how much it is killing me
Copyright © Leslie Kennedy | Year Posted 2017
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