A Soul Impaled Poem by Romel Davis

Me being lost and confused has transpired to being depressed
Things that have past have not coalesced
Filled to the top till my cup runeth over
There are many things that cause this chip on my shoulder
I cannot move it away it’s like a stationary boulder
If I don’t deal with it now it will be there when I get older
Feeling like my spirit is already broken and diminished
And my bright future has already been finished
I need guidance for I have lost my way
For my lips wont speak but there is so much to say
Like a mute person I can’t let it out
It makes me want to kick, scream, fight, and shout
Without being heard the anxiety and pain grows stronger
I’m not sure if I can bear this burden much longer
Trapped in an eternity of sorrow and hurt
My heart is steadily stained like it’s worn on the sleeve of my shirt
Death is inevitable so I should just meet it half way
I might face that fate tomorrow if I don’t face it today
Help me escape this pain that eats me alive
It’s as though this demon loves my hurt and my pain makes it thrive
Constantly I smile and make things seem like its just everyday life
When reality portrays my heart impaled with a knife
Dying is easy and living is hell times six
I’m tired of life and its contradictory tricks