What a very interesting fellow blogger/writer, MICHELINE JEAN LOUIS…this poem speaks to so many emotions…in her archives you can find a lot of very interesting writing…check out her Blog.
Every morning I cringed at the sight of the rising sun
Why can it not remain dark forever?
Why am I being force to deal with these ugly
Scars that marred my soul, why must I deal with a
Life that has shown me no kindness
Every night I am plague with the thoughts of seeing another day
If only I was not such a coward, if only I was strong enough
To end this breath they call life.
Oh do not be shock, nor give me your pity
And don’t patronize me by offering me sympathies
They will do no justice to the horror’s that has become
My bedfellow, I am too broken to be fix.
I am too weak to keep fighting a war that I did not create.
At one point I did fight like hell trying to capture life
But that was until I realized…
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