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At times I can't sleep at night, I get out my bed, I grab a pen and a pad and I begin to write, about the eternal demons I have to fight, I have seen pain through the years, I have cried so many tears, I struggle to sleep at night, because of my eternal demons I have to fight, I have witnessed love, I have seen pain, I have dark blood running through my veins, I'am mentally scarred, my heart is broken, wounds I through were healed, are starting to reopen,God why are these feelings starting to resurface, I should've never told her to get a abortion, I feel so sad, I can hear my child's voice calling dad, these thoughts keep me up at night, these are the eternal demons that I have to fight

By Chris Exton
I feel confused you know, I must be delusional, because the thought of losing you is driving me crazy yo, I'm being patient, but I'm becoming impatient, if I don't have you soon I will become a mental patient, this is frustration, I'm feeling sick again, you're the rarest form of medication, I to see this doctor, please provide me with a prescription, I need to be healed from this sickness, you're my weakness, my addiction, I've came to conclusion, yes I am addict to this drug called LOVE, without you I twitch, and my veins start to itch, I'm losing it ****, but I realize that prayer, patient and working on MYSELF, is the KEY to unlock this treasure chest, I have to trust in GOD, only then will LOVE FIND ME!

BY Chris Exton

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