Self-Made Prison of DefeatA Poem by CaroleSelf-made Prison of Defeat I enter the self made prison of defeat I didn’t want to come here-I didn’t ask for this Who needs this torment? Who needs to bask in this slow dripping I. V. of poison? I wasn’t convicted or sentenced But here I am-by choice—my choice Living in this place of defeat Licking my wounds while I seethe with bitterness I can feel the infection growing My wound, a puss-filled cess pool Begging for release Begging for cleansing
I hate it here It accomplishes nothing It doesn’t hurt them They probably don’t know They probably don’t care And yet, in my twisted mind I think I am making them pay Am I am getting sweet revenge Through basking in this hell? Everything within me cries Can’t you see the pain you have caused? Are you so blind that you don’t see? This pain you have caused me… How can you be so careless and so utterly insensitive? I want you to feel this that you have created Come and bask in this torment just for a moment Come and suffer for awhile You need to suffer as I have You need to feel what I feel They never come-they never see They are blind and oblivious As I toil in this cycle of defeat And look on and grieve silently within I cry out for relief From this place of silent agony I want out-I want out now I can’t go on like this…it’s not worth it Looking out the prison door one last time I pick up the key and walk slowly to the door The puss-infected wound draining away from me My choice ushered in a freedom I did not expect I can go on with life Free from my self-made prison of strife Free from the turmoil that sought to destroy Free Free Free—that’s where I want to be © 2009 CaroleFeatured Review
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28 Reviews Added on February 5, 2008 Last Updated on January 1, 2009 AuthorCaroleRio Rancho, NMAboutThere comes a point in your life when you realize: Who matters, Who never did, Who won't anymore... And who always will. So, don't worry about people from your past, there's a reason why they didn.. more..Writing
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