Demons

I lie on my bed
as these tears that I shed
reflect my dark mood

These words that I'm writing
as my lip I'm biting
confess the demons that haunt me

The girls that I love
appear white as a dove
even though they are gray at best

I am trapped by religion
in this world I live in
while Hell lurks below

Hell opens wide
for the committer of suicide
since suicide is a sin

So I am forced to wait
as I strive for that pearly gate
even though I will most likely fall short

God's plan it seems is out of reach
since I'm sure our contract I have breached
being a sinner through and through

So as I ponder
I begin to wonder
what waits for me on the other side

Will I reach heaven and paradise
Or be thrust into Hell as my "prize"
Please tell me I do not know

It scares me to think
that I'm on the brink
of falling into fire

I never asked for this life I have
and wish I could give it to someone who would have
used it more wisely than I

Now the day will creep upon me
and then I will see
what Fate has in store for me...

Reviews

[Just Kim]

Goodness, a strong deep, will poured out a mess of feelings.
Love the deepness in this write. i can tell you are a powerful
writer, Keep on writing.

[Mason Rayburn]

Thank you. There were indeed a lot of feelings going on when I wrote this. Happy to say that they all resolved. Since poetry is my emotional venting strategy, it's easy to just put it all out there. We all can relate to emotions after all.

[Just Kim]

that is true : )