I take a last gasp of air but am no longer breathing. The substance of life can no longer keep me living. From dust is where I am heading and from dust was I born. I cry a thousand agonies. Creating a river of tears. Drowning, drowning is all I seem to be. On a continuous loop of trauma my body is frozen in action of taking in breath. It is tortured in a second beyond the parameters of space. My life awaits my death. Faux hope taunts me with a solution to my never ending nightmare, I try not to take in its deceitful words. My ears remain deaf to its false whispers. There is no help, it spoke to me and like a lost child I listened. Therefore , I am drowning in my woeful tears,praying for the day that I can swim. My freedom is put into question but my resolve stays strong. I just plead and pray that my faith was not placed wrong!
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Poems Of Damnation And Salvation!
PoetryRhymes that will steal your time. Make you weep in sadness and sing for joy. These are what bring your very soul,mind and spirit to the emotional breaking point of madness. Join Alice down the rabbit hole. If you dare read these poems.
