Worst Day Of My Life e-visited

Actual event that happened to me and effect it had and still has on me.

Black clouds swamp my troubled mind

Like those that fill the skies on a thundery day.

I reach out, try to part the curtains,

But they are not easily thwarted that way.

 

The demons rain down, upon my inner self

Unprotected from the memories of which they stir.

As the evil rises, once more from my minds' recesses,

I'm no more the man but the lonely child that we all were.

 

Only...I'm back in that place of fesr, self-loathing and dispair,

Naked, while around me their distorted faces jeer,

As orifices are abused and mis-used.

I scream for help, as before, but there's no-one here.

 

When their assault on body, mind and soul is again done,

They disappear once more into the fog from wence they came,

And as the clouds in my mind finaly disperse

I'm left a quivering wreck all over again.

 

Is it a wonder that this knife in my hand

Scars this soiled body so viciously?

One day as the blood from my gashes drains

So this evil will also pour out of me.

 

Author's Note

Please as this is factual only nice comments. Thank you.

Reviews

[Helrac]

Beautifully written, thank you for sharing.

[samantha munning]

it was dark
i could see the picture you were painting in my mind easily.
i loved it.