Lance Carthen

Rookie (4-10-81 / Mineral Wells, TX)

My Reoccuring Hell - Poem by Lance Carthen

Staring through this mental cell
I feel so close to hell
Cant feel my sould inside because its burning
My sweet inner child
Fed so many lies
So sad he had to grow up to be me
I used to want to be loved
Beleived in angels flying flying above
I was wearing the collar of deception
They say this scarred face is my reflection
But I still cant beleive
Hey mommy do you remember the day I died?
Hey mommy did you see the look in my eyes?
Born flawed before I could crawl
Condemning me with regret for my first smile
I just wanted inside
Inside someones life
Pushed away with a knife
Too proud to run and hide
My bassonet in the dark
Swarming with flies
Look at me now
Got no smile
Look at me now
See that little child
Look at me now
Grown to be a man
From the cradle to the grave
No one will ever make me change
The dark days have started
Time to feel my pain


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 21, 2010


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