Being in the grip of darkness,
lonely, cold, and angry.
The hauntings of my past,
won't let me go.
Burden of yesterdays,
worries for tomorrow.
Screaming on the inside,
and crying outloud.
Harvesting sucide thoughts,
causing a brushstroke with death,
Surrounded by demons,
smelling the devils breath.
Crippled by depression
is sheer torture...
In a list
A contest entry
- Quickie Contest- Poems based on prompt: 'Sheer Torture' by Mercury Rising.
600 points, ended August 15, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - prewrite? by Melissa Gayle.
600 points, ended September 23, 2007, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is such a sigh of a poem here, very hard to read, about depression, at least we have poetry to release these feelings, thank you for this entry
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Very well done, congrats on the Honorable Winner. Nice job of expressing depresion can be and is sheer torure.
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A deeply personal and emotional poem that was an excellent take on the prompt. Best of luck, and thanks for entering.
David
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