Every struggle is a lesson to be learned but,

Sometimes it’s hard to see past the fires that have burned,

When all seems lost, past the point of no return,

Lost in the pain that makes me wish I was never born,

Just a fragmented soul when my faith is torn,

From the lightening that strikes like a raging storm,

Pile after pile of failure until my mind starts to break,

I don’t know how much more of this crap I can take,

Life seems unbearable as my insides start to shake,

Like a volcano ready to erupt from all this pressurized pain,

I’m usually happy but now I feel like I’m going insane,

It started out small but turned into a monster,

Stuck in my depression I can’t get out from under,

Each downfall hits the ground exploding like thunder,

A life of joy and happiness that’s been torn asunder,

Tearing at my flesh I don’t know how to recover,

From this life turned into hell as I continue to suffer,

From a million tiny things I’m unable to absorb,

Like I’m no longer here just a dirt covered corpse,

At least if that was true I wouldn’t expecting the worst,

Yet here I am I poet and lover turned into a cursed,

Verse after verse I’m filled with remorse,

The tears in my eyes are the sores that pour,

Into my life like a never ending war,

Shooting holes in my face that the pierce through my brain,

I can’t dance through the storms when I’m drowning in the rain,

That fills up my veins till they can’t stop breaking,

Unable to wake in the night while I’m constantly shaking,

They say the sun follows the night yet I’m still here waiting,

For a glimmer of hope that keeps on fading,

I try with all my might in this life that I’m wasting,

Turning my love into a stagnant hating,

Debating if it’s real or just a delusion I’m creating,

It’s gotta be talk cause everything is causing me doubt,

No hears me even though I scream and shout,

In my mind that’s so quiet it’s awfully loud,

There’s so many doubts you can read my stitched up mouth,

I used to have it all now no I’m trying to live without,

A soul, spirit or heart they are hidden in the cloud’s,

That obscures my view that can only see misery,

Hidden in the mystery that’s full of the worry,

That was clarity that’s been eclipsed and unworthy,

As the the strains bleed into the ugly and dirty,

Of my life sustaining energy where the enemy claims victory,

That keeps me breaking till I’m fully broken,

Into a million pieces sinking in the ocean,

Sinking in despair lifeless with no emotion,

From Grace to Sin I feel like an eternal devotion,

Of a demonic explosion eroded with a devilish implosion,

Once an Angel chosen to a Perennial Abaddon frozen,

With my time stolen rotting in a casket open,

So everyone can see what’s been stolen,

A book wide open with words unspoken,

A riddle of crime entwined with a sun outshined,

One of a kind mixed with the divine enshrined,

In a state of the blind leading the blind,

Where the stairs the soul climbed,

Are left behind as the shadows declined,

A perfect design to a worm without a spine,

Don’t worry it’s ok it’ll be fine,

For good or bad we only shine till we all eventually die!

Why??

Idk I guess a fallen Angel isn’t meant to fly,

As life takes its toll and leaves us behind,

So don’t reach for the sky, when we’re destined to only say goodbye!!!

—ŤerryŞalmon—