Ruled for a long time,
Prohibited and tied,
Governed by my fears,
Horrified by despair.
Strangled with unseen rope.
I barely breath, I lose hope.
Striving to cope;
With my chest opened by wounds.
This ghost that follows me;
Never let me go to sleep.
A shadow that as black as grotesque;
Always whispering I shouldn't live.
I knew it is always there.
Swaying like a curtain, lurking in my nightmares.
Killing my faith, my hope and courage;
When will this horror be dead?
I called for help and shout.
But people seem to ignore.
Saying I must be blunt.
No one knows I was sure.
I screamed with no voice.
I hid in a huge void.
I go under my blanket;
Yet the monster never left.
Never left to let me live.
Never gave a chance for me to rest.
Never did I feel secured;
In this life full of ghouls.
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Just POETIQUÉ
PoetryWere you lonely? Were you sad? Has everything been bad lately? Unlike the beautiful times you've had. Smile with me. Cry with me. Get mad with this soul. Maybe we'll find a way out of the cold. -JAM MARIANO
