Confessions of a Wounded Soul

Dreaded nightmares launch a scathing attack

On my subconscious craving dreams sweet!

There’s a lot of crash and burn around

Futile efforts to find peace, I can’t, not even a bit!

 

The clenching fists of depression

Bludgeon my senses with brutality profound,

Breaking the shackles seems impossible

In so much negativity I find myself drowned!

 

The failures of the past create a raging fire

Gutted emotionally, I am hopelessly fragile;

And I thought that my hopeful endeavors

Would keep me agile for an extra mile!

 

Baffled and bewildered, I plead to my creator.

That’s the only option left to me now.

The age old perception ingrained deep within the heart

That the ethereal savior would save me somehow!

 

Swimming up the dark depths of the abyss

That has engulfed my life to the fullest:-

Such a daunting proposition, as helpless I stand;

One last fight; I have to give my best.

 

The ruthless falls did break my back

But I refuse to die, I refuse to die!

A ray of hope, a hand of mercy …oh I so crave!

A brave-heart I’m not, but to hang on I’ll try!

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