Agony follows me day and night,
Everyone tells me it will be alright,
But I know how this will all go,
Something you can't and won't ever know.
I'm sorry but you will never understand,
You will never know the things done by my hand,
For I will not be around for much longer,
Because after today I cannot get any stronger.
Have faith, they say, it will save your soul,
But God cannot even make me whole,
I am broken beyond any further repair,
For I have fallen into Agony's painful snare.
Night after night, day after day,
I try again and again to get away,
To perhaps delay this constant pain,
But there is no more open ground for me to gain.
Buried deep in my own sorrow,
I see no promises of tomorrow,
I lay here alone on my bed,
Running everything again in my head.
It's just another day for life,
Just another day where someone else dies,
Another day I live in this cage,
Another day consumed by agony and rage.
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Darkened Souls: First Collection
ŞiirForty-five poems I've written over the past year. Some are dark, some are happy, some are sad. Enjoy, vote, comment, share.