Darkness fills the room as I sit there silently
My mind wanders
The deeper I go I hear the sound of thunder
The memories I seek tend to be restricted
I guess these are the ones that are pain inflicted
The reasons why I blocked it out my life
Pain comes back to me as if Im reliving it
Old wounds that are scars, bleed red
I close my eyes and think of the positive things that are ahead
Nothing good comes from it since im the soul that has been mislead
As a little kid I never understood why I had so many men in bed
But once I knew, forgiveness was never said
Now I know why I block them out
Because im haunted
Retribution is what I always wanted
YOU ARE READING
Looking for a way out.
PoetryThese poems are just ones that came to me when I was about to sleep then I just had to write them down asap otherwise I won't remember what came to me . But i Hope you enjoy . And some of these may seem dark & no there not from experience just obser...
