You say
"Let your thoughts out and you wont judge me"
So I will spill these words like water and blood here gose nothing..
My mind is a war zone- and it's hard to read
even when the bullets of words go slow....you would not see how much they hurt
they bury deep inside the ribs of the men in my mind
who screamed and cried and tried to hide even when they had to fight
They dropped there guns in sight of fright
This monster in my mind is swift and silent....it kills fast it kills violent...men's instinct Is to hide from it......
But it will always find them because my mind is the battle field and it's only so big
Barbed wire and bullet proof walls cant keep it away when it sees you its bound to stay....
Sometimes people
"say get over it"
"Its in your head"
"Its not real"
But let me tell you what my battle feild is like...
You've seen alien horror stories and war zone movies but have you seen what depression can do? To a brokenhearted man with a cracked chest and a broken past?
The bullets will burn and the wire will tar but there is no fighting here...
You cant fight something you cant see ...not with bullets or with walls dont try to block it out....
You must....find out Who you are....and become beautiful from the pain and prove the fallen wrong
YOU ARE READING
poetry of a mad man
Puisiim still learning how to wright so i apologize for mistakes if any but these are poems based of my dreams, life, spiritily trama, ect so they may be intense warning for sensitive readers
