What Reason For Living

What Reason For Living

A Poem by Chahklat
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The aftermath of abuse

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"Despair"
Depression
I keep asking why
This unrelenting oppression
if anyone cares
they are no there
the tears will keep falling
as if they never once stopped
and I never forgot
despair or depression
I never forgot abuse
I never understood my use
Why am I here?
To fear?
To show so much love for mankind
but receive nothing in return?
It becomes a stain, blot on my life
the fires of hell which burn
the hands of time that turn
and show no forgiveness or kindness
I am on my own and blinded
Show me my purpose, my use.
Tell me it is NOT for abuse.

© 2017 Chahklat


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Chahklat
Chahklat

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