The Killing Man

The Killing Man

A Poem by Tessah

You don't care,
As you slay and destroy.
Killing everything in front of you.
I stand in front of you as you watch me.
Waiting between worlds.

I cry as the soldier tells me.
That my love had died over seas.
Lord please be a nightmare.
I whisper to myself as I look at the coffin.

The world spins as I sit in a chair, waiting.
Listening to everyone cry and talk softly,
Pressing down on me.
I run to the ocean and fall to my knees,
Screaming as I clasp my hands over my ears,
Trying to get the thoughts out of my head.

Hold on,
I cry as I think of him dead,
Leaving me alone with his unborn child.
I can't think, can't breathe as I try to hold on.
My grip slipping as I try to breathe.
Slowly calming my heart down,
I smile as I think of me becoming a mother soon.
And the pain seems to fade away,

But I won't back down to you as I stand up again.
Regaining my life again,
As I push the killing man away from me.
And start to become stronger again.

© 2016 Tessah


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Added on July 29, 2016
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Tessah
Tessah

London, United Kingdom



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