Word of the Day Challenge #63-Untitled Poem

***Not indicative of how I am feeling now.***
Indecision
pain settled deep
left to decide on my own
whether or not
I want to go on.
Look at me
Look at her 
(voices whisper in my ear)
Can you see the stain
ripe on my soul?
Black
rotten
making me ache
with pain
with fear
with anger
that no one seems to care.
Locked deep within
taking care to stay
simmer below the line of consciousness
stray thoughts
bubbling to the surface
never mind my tears
as I provide solace to myself.
Claw marks upon my arms
face
neck
I work to destroy the daemon within.
Subtle
words run through my mind
‘destroy
demean
damage’
a never ending cycle of remorse.
My pain
my anguish
my blackened rage
knowledge I now have
these are my weapons
watch out
I am coming to take my life back.
©Sept. 23/19
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