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
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