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Richard

My heart cries

My soul bleeds

My mind screams out in pain

I slowly exhale

My body goes numb

The memories still remain

The voices won't still

The soundtrack drones on

A prisoner inside my own head

I close my eyes

I whisper a prayer

I beg for the end up ahead

The quiet never comes

I find no relief

From the demons I battle by night

I swallow more ammo

I brace for the combat

Till I can lay down my armor by light

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Emer Ni Chorra

Tue 9th Feb 2016 09:40

I am sorry for your loss Nicole. Suicide leaves behind so many unanswered questions, neverending psychological pain. Much love and peace. Emer

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Nicole

Tue 9th Feb 2016 03:23

Thank you. I wrote this after a friend of mine killed himself.

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Emer Ni Chorra

Mon 8th Feb 2016 18:57

Very powerful poem Nicole, are you a sufferer of PTSD?

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