Breaking Point Poem by Colin Bingham

Despair why do you follow me so
Undue is your recourse
Understanding I seek, not your sullen face
Why do you drive your chill deep in my being

Why when I dare to hope does your ill find me
Why when I dare to smile does your hurt make me sadden
One moment the pain is subsided only for you to stir it anew
Like dark rolling clouds are you never ending

Fight you I must though not my chosen path
Anger I store but hold within, eating at me
Despair I will strike back at you
Return your ill tenfold if I must

The answer I know it is not
only change one pain for another
But your strikes will cease
Only you will not be there to sow your evil seed

I will embrace my quietness
Contemplate each day forward
Accept my fate willingly
But enjoy my inner peace therein