A Little Poetry Can't Hurt

Healing

Healing

Behind the cracks in the walls,

Prying eyes

The demons prowl.

They chip away at my heart

That's turned to stone,

All over now.

The watchman abandoned their posts,

Devoid of hope

A crumbling world.

No answers come from the sky

We're all alone

All over now.

God grant me serenity

My mind is sick

God put me down.

The curtain has fallen

The final words wrote

This is the end of the path.

Too tired to struggle

No fear of not knowing

This time the door will close.

The sickness is dripping out

Splashing on the floor.

A river leading back to me.

I am delivered.

I am gone