"Maybe if I stay quiet when they ask me. I don't have to talk about it anymore. It was bliss for them but I was being tortured by guilt."
The aftermath was worse than the explosion.
What was left behind was an unspeakable horror.
The kind that played nightmares on repeat.
Too terrified to sleep.
Too weak to jump out of bed.
It seems that when we got hit that it would be the
most horrible pain.
But what was left for us was the main course.
Ready to end and destroy.
A never ended cycle of agony.
Suffering just a simple name.
Is it karma for all those I hurt?
Back lash of the people I ripped out of the pages of my life?
The ones that make my skin crawl when I look them in the eye?
It's not fair you left out okay while I was left with all the pain.
But hey, we all get out in our own way.
I, the target
And darts breaking through skin.
Pain never leaves hungry.
Always with more than enough.
Them haunting me with their questions
When I so desperately just want it to stop.
"Now I know I don't have to answer their questions if I don't want to. That includes the voices that speak in my mind."
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
