Walk down to the streets of hell
A man so insane, and a story to tell
Call him bipolar or mentally insane
Why is it me to suffer the pain?
I've climbed the walls of insanity
And ridden the waves of despair
There is none to comfort and none to care...
I've locked up inside me how badly that bodes
Now I am just scared that one day I'll explode...
He's made my life so miserable, a rollar coaster ride
I feel scared of my existence and emotions that I hide...
Home seems like a prison, miles far away
Seven seas across I kneel and pray
Oh God! Please help me and ease my pain
And wash away the ills with rain
Help me raise my little boy with strength that I can adhere
Make my wishes and dreams come true and take away my fear
This is so desperate and heartfelt Meena. A plea for sanity, peace and safety from the past with a ray of hope as time will pass. Love This one! Great Write! -Kelly.
Good to know that you are out of it! but the analogy of A roller-coaster ride for life is very apt...
I felt every word, and am so glad the Lord answered your prayer. I'm truly happy that things are better, and that you found the strength to go on. Best wishes, and God Bless.
This poem was originally written in 2004... and I am so blessed to be out of it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The tiitle prepares the reader well. The poem actualises the feelings. Well written.