The Reality of His Hell
Outside, looking in at the
Dark, deepest shadows of
His tormented mind.
A well built wall of scars
Destroying the reality
Of his dreams.
Inner words of pain
Convulse deeply inside
Hurting and destroying.
Visions of a loss
Burned deeply within
His young heart.
Death of love and
End of hope drowning
This innocent child.
Destroying his only light
Ending tomorrow’s glory
Silencing once more.
Many offer words of
Prayer and learned wisdom.
Worthless and meaningless
That’s all he will ever feel.
Words with no promises
That’s all he’ll ever believe.
Inner words cut harder
And, dig deeper within
This tormented soul.
Draining life’s meaning
And, slowly bleeding away
What little, if any he has left.
He feels protected by
The strength of his wall.
Tools of time keep failing to
Chisel away at his scars.
Keeping him a prisoner
The reality of his hell.
Deborah Ann Tornillo
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.