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Purpose
Clear to me by the voices in my head
my soul has been left sliced and broken
Each day really just another to dread
my biggest fear sadly being sober
Internal time moves like a shadow of mist
with blood filled tears and many scar's
Sleep terror's make nightmares seem lovely
it's hard to imagine how real they are
Being dead but still having to breathe
mostly confused inside the wrong time frame
Losing track of the myself I know
feeling like my shadow is all that remains
The devil stays in my doorway
a Shepherd for lost souls
I fight refusing to give him what is left of me
but praying for mercy is taking it's toal
Maybe someday my veins will re-open
allowing adequate blood flow
A life filled with no damaged cry's
as I pass through time healing to slow




© LaDonna Michelle💛