Poetry

Endless

written by: Majestic

Deep wounds open on the inside,
salt is poured in bringing no relief.
The path before me is broken and worn,
seemin never to end.
(How long will it be until its smooth?).
Negative feelings create the Black Hole,
trying to pull me down.
I fight despite myself,
(do you care?).
Hidden thoughts pour through my brain.
As I push them away only more fill me.
There is no where to run,
but to the One who knows all.