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This HURT I have,
Eats me up at night...
Claws at my insides.
Tears me up like lifeless paper.
 
This CONFUSION I feel,
Taunts me.
Haunts me like a ghost
Laughs at me...
 
This ANGER inside,
Fights me on a daily basis...
Screams for release...
Begs to be let out...
 
Yet, I keep them bottled up.
Hidden deep down.
Closed off from everyone.
These intruders are for no one to see.
They are my secrets and my secrets alone.
They are the particles that make up my torture.
My own nightmare in a physical, non-physical form.
Only I shall know them,
Only I shall carry them.
Only I shall endure the agony.
For it is my fault that I carry these burdens.
For I am the one to blame.
My sins have brought about this pain.
And my body shall bear it.

(2014)

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