AGAPE

This is another poem I wrote at work. I start out by saying I don’t want to be here …..b/c i was working on my day off….the rest of the poem just came to me no reason behind it…….enjoy

I don’t know what is wrong with me.

I don’t want to be here and my purpose is not in my grasp.

I am blind and the road before me is uncertain.

These walls that surround me of hatred and sin consume my being and I’m left with nothing.

Even the bones that make-up my collective body have turned against me.

My mind deceives me and allows me to have no control of what I do or think.

My tongue is sharp and it kills when unleashed and leaves it’s victims in shreds with no hope of ever recovering.

I have lost all sense of what I love and want nothing to do with no other persons.

I fear for others.

I fear for myself.

I am my own worst enemy.

And I hide in the misery I built.

These walls of hatred and sin, is where I will die.

How I have mistreated other is coming back.

Their pain hunts me down and will not rest until I am found.

I will stay here in the pit of hell and the abyss of no remorse.

My last breath will be in agony.

I have no mercy, no hope, no cause……death is my only escape.