Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2014
that moment when you are a shadow
among the living
when your heart is beating
yet you feel nothing
the cold leaves me gasping
but I embrace the struggle
I hang high from the noose
of memories that haunt me
In sleep I am helpless
In reality I feel hopeless
I feel guilty when he wipes my wasted tears
when I am lost in my self induced nightmare
It is like my heart and mind are fighting
To forgive and forget
or to weep with regret
For I have let what they say shell shock me into oblivion
my own Armageddon
I am ashamed
Sorry, forgive me,
one day wounds will heal
one day..
Traci Eklund
Written by
Traci Eklund  Northern Mitten, USA
(Northern Mitten, USA)   
489
   Lana
Please log in to view and add comments on poems