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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