Hard to live - Part 2

 Heart overflows with desolation,

Imprisoned, my thoughts are iron bars.


Striving with the might of a thousand lions, 

Nevertheless, moribund.


Tainted and Tortured from an existence lamented,

Retaining unwanted, Torn and fragmented.


Depression’s jagged claws strangling my soul,

Dragging me under, hellfire searing my lungs.


Prithee, escape an exigency

Succour me, Assist I plea.


Abstaining from departing  life,  but what choice do I have?

When it's too hard to live because of my past.


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