Finally Free ?

How long have I waited for this pain to pass,

Sharp as a needle and cutting like glass;

It lies in my bones and drives me to tears

Turning my minutes and hours to years.

There is no cure, and it has no name;

My joy turns to sorrow and gladness to shame.

For the pain never leaves me; it laughs in my face

My victories are few and end in disgrace.

It always pursues me, relentless and grim,

Laughing at my own endurance worn thin;

It tears at my back and snaps at my legs

No matter how loudly or sadly I beg.

It stalks me and watches, never once leaving

Whether or not I am hoping, believing

That it would just go. Run away, run away!

It resides in my belly and aches every day.

But there is no hope, as of yet there's no light.

The unnamed assailant attacks me each night

And causes me suffering again and again. 

If I ended my life, would this pain also end?

Would I finally be free of this tormenting foe

Whose name  and purpose I don't even know?

Or is there yet hope for a lost one like me?

Some way to fight it, and finally be free?

Can anyone name it? Does anyone know

The source of this agony, or what makes it go,

So that I may rest? Or am I condamned

To suffer and let it consume who I am?

 

Reviews

[Kalen Luciano]

I love the way it is written and I want to read more of yours

[Bella❤❤&#..]

I can relate to this 100%..this poem is very well written, i love your style of writing it brings me into the writing more!

[JJ]

I knew I was onto something, three lines in. Brilliant!

[@zeewhykay]

Brilliantly depressing, as is the doomed mind of a realist.

I could not have worded this better. You are talented, take pride in that dear. Not everyone can feel as you feel. Not everyone can shape these emotions concretely to a white page like you can. You have impressed and depressed me. Such is the life of an erudite writer. Well done.

[Zahra]

Wonderfully expressed. Very nice.