When All Hell Breaks Loose

In the deep corner of my mind, a monster roams,  

Chained to the echoes of this hell I call home.  

Every scar a testament, every wound a ghost,  

A skeletal past that haunts me the most.  

Drowning in memories, sharp as knives,  

How can I find solace when pain’s where I thrive?

When all hell breaks loose, I'll be frozen in time,  

A prisoner of darkness, where the broken bells chime.  

The weight of despair crushes down like a tomb,  

In the ashes of hope, flowers never bloom.  

I lay awake at night, wrapped tight in the ache,  

Praying for dawn to mend this heart that won’t break.  

Yet each sunrise bleeds, a crimson embrace,  

As the nightmares gather, they feast on my grace.  

Once vibrant dreams now wither like leaves,  

Whispers of the future, lost in the dark eaves.

Broken friendships lie like shattered glass,  

The scent of decay clings to my soul as it’s cast.  

Every hug I give feels like a farewell,  

In the ruins of laughter, where the shadows dwell.  

I’ll take down the crosses off the wall,  

Surrender the fight, let the darkness enthrall.  

  

As the clock strikes midnight, I won't raise a cheer,  

When all hell breaks loose, I’ll embrace the fear.  

I’ll hug the ones I love, and clutch them so tight,  

Trying to pull from the ruins, a spark, a last light.  

In the silence that follows, when dreams fade away,  

I’ll whisper my goodbyes, to the end of this day.   

The last decade a hell, a grueling descent,  

I’m left in the darkness, where my spirit laments.  

As this year comes to it's end, I'll not welcome the light,  

When all hell breaks loose, I’ll surrender the fight.

Reviews

[Dave W.]

The line "As this year comes to it's end, I'll not welcome the light, When all hell breaks loose, I’ll surrender the fight." does not sound like you, you are a figther. The next year coming up will be better, you will see. I know sometimes the writing is just an outlet to get the pain out, this was a well written poem, I identify with it very much.