Wounded

By Cutie88   

The walls are closing in
the ceiling is getting low
the war is inside my head
so there is no place to go.
i am my biggest hater
no one can put me down
so well am i sane or am i crazy?
most days it's hard to tell
my demons won't let me be.
they just won't cut me slack
it's hard to be okay
when the whole world's on
your back.
but maybe someday the
demons will go away
maybe someday i will not cry
you may see me struggle
but you will always see me try.
so take your best shot at me
I've fought through worse than you
I will keep on fighting no matter
what you say or do
much like a wounded soldier,
There has to be something better
please God don't let this be it.

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This poem is about struggling with the past and trying to overcome it and hoping that there is more to life than the demons that been haunting us.