Nightmares of my past life,
Haunt the happiness present,
Terror just tends to add strife,
I'm sending a plea to heaven
Asking for showers of calm,
That wash over my fears,
Catching drops in my palm,
I'm starting to see things clear
I have to face my demons,
That lurk deep in my soul,
The silent whispers now screaming,
That leave me frozen and cold
Stuck within this place,
Unable to take a step,
Burying my disgrace,
I can no longer take a breath
So let go of me please,
I don't wanna fall in my grave,
I'm already on my knees,
Repenting my older ways
The sky darkens to night,
No more of the sunny rays,
This is a terrible plight,
Has it come the end of days.
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Soulful Words From A Broken Spirit
PoesíaTake a trip with me as I show you the inner thoughts I bury. This is a book of raw emotions meeting creativity to make you feel emotions on different levels. So I invite you to walk with me as I give you a tour of my soulful words from a broken spir...
