Anger consumes me
It eats at me.
I'm tired of feeling torn
Tired of being abused.
I hate living in fear
Fear of what comes
In the dark,
Fear the dreams
That haunt me in the night
Thoughts tearing at me
Trying to escape me
Only to enslave me.
The night; my prison
Holds me in fear
In pain, in war
Until the sun releases me
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This one spoke to my inner soul....until the sun releases me. beautiful
ReplyDeleteI am glad that it spoke to you. It came from my soul.
ReplyDeleteDear Laura Lynn
ReplyDelete'I'm tired of feeling torn
Tired of being abused.'... very lovely lines and with your words you have created the perfect thought image. I enjoyed it. thanks for sharing..
The image that you have there is so beautiful.
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Om Namah Shivaya
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ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by. I'm glad you enjoyed!
lovely..
ReplyDeletewell done on anger,
ReplyDeletelove the image on top...
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