Exhausted

With all the flashbacks and self-hate, I finally come to understand that time can erase nothing...

Oh my memory, oh my memory

Why are you so cruel to me?

Bringing back the fears, shedding poisoned tears,

The pain never disappears

 

Oh my soul, oh my soul

Why are you taking a heavy toll?

A nemesis within, a war I’ll never win

Torturing me for the innocent sin

 

Oh my life, oh my life

Is there still a reason to strife?

A maze of mourns, a path of thorns

How can I continue when I am torn?

 

Oh my God, oh my God

I pray for your staff and your rod

May the flashbacks cease,

Guide me from the stormy seas

And grant me the final peace

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Strong emotion conveyed in this poem. I felt a soul in turmoil,, begging for peace of mind. Well written stanzas.

Chris

[Kate]

I'm blown away by this poem. It was really well written and has left me wordless. Well done!