Description: its all coming to ahead... i'm not sure i can handle this!!!
Race Out of Hiding -------------------------------------------
These demons of mine are racing one another out of my now unlocked closet full of misery and regrets
Secrets not many could fathom let alone live with Abuse that keeps replaying making the memories all that much more seared into this young mind
The darkness you all have so willingly given me consumes me!
I have held back the tears, kept my fears close to my chest
Even became a drug addict to cope with such misery
Please for the love of god have mercy on me!
Pleading for my life!
I forever live with the reminders of nights I so long to erase from my broken mind
I have the scars to show you just how real and how deep my pain runs!
The self-inflicting 12 gauge shot gun scars still remain
Each morning I am to have a reminder of that almost fateful night
Into each evening the reoccurring back pain has left its message... it wonít be going anywhere anytime soon
So you see this pain ... these black clouds ... and my skeletons all racing to show themselves
It has proven to be all too much!
... Take pitty on me, show me some mercy!
When you take the kind of initiative in life that this piece suggests I think that the outcome usually ends badly.
One part that struck me was that the writer cries out for peers to stop them.
I think it is up to the individual to stop themselves and if they do not have the conviction to do so, consequence will teach them.
This piece has a lot of negative elements in it, the exposure of monsters, self created. The appearance of strong emotions, I think all has to do with some beginning anthat echoes that, which I believe is obvious to the reader.
I enjoy your work, enjoy that you share your pieces, but if this is all personal, might I suggest you force your eyes upon something a little easier to chew than these strong emotions. It might help.