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Jun 2014
Abound with darkness and overwhelming despair
Demons are conquering this battlefield in a war unfair
Silently suffering my inevitable defeat,
Attempting to reach God but He's predicatably out of reach
I cry out to Him to rid me of these struggles
Solemnly I plead to be released of these troubles,
But again to my dismay I'm left standing alone
To fight this journey and continue on this unsettling road
Defeated by darkness in a world gone array,
I'm fighting for answers as to why I should stay
Lost and confused and filled with no hope for change
My soul caves in to the darkness that it craves
It is no longer a question of what must be done
Wiping away tears I reach for my gun
My heart's beating louder with each bullet I load
It's time to pull the trigger and release my soul
My final thoughts rush and fill up my mind
What happens after death is an answer I can't seem to find
Slowly pulling the trigger, I take one last breath
And suddenly I'm released unto my untimely death
Where my soul has wandered no one quite seems to know, as I travel alone in a world unknown
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Salvation by Poetry  Evansville, Indiana
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