SoldierA Poem by LindsayBuilt up a wall so no one
can enter A castle with gates and soldiers
To prevent anyone from coming. Or happiness from seeping
in. And to lock the sadness
inside. Because sadness is your
only companion. It comforts you when no
one is there. Makes it think it’s your
friend. It is these same soldiers
who killed you. Stuck a sword in your
heart, Leading to endless
heartache. Shocked your nerves So you are always in
pain. Removed your bones. Organs.
So you are empty inside. Hollow. Shot you in the head So you are apathetic. Your personality floating
away Like the soul of a loved
one Who has passed on. You are left with
nothing. The funeral proceeds as
you say goodbye. Goodbye to the person you
were. Goodbye to the happiness.
The vitality. The memories of the past. The soldiers who took
your life Forever there to prevent
it from coming back. Dead but alive at the
same time. And you’d rather just be
dead. © 2018 Lindsay |
StatsAuthorLindsayBethpage, NYAboutI recently started writing to help me externalize my experience with depression. It is something I really enjoy doing, and I would love to share it with others. more..Writing
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