My Very Own Hell Poem by Danny Speicher

All but forgotten and joyfully so
Thinking my mind would never again find
The way that your eyes once gazed into mine
Why do these thoughts come and how do they go?

For so long I had found peace that surpassed
All of the torment my heart had gone through
Searing pain that was inflicted by you
For once I thought that the past was the past

But, now you rest dense once more on my heart
An inexplicable sadness within
Not knowing why this oppression begins
Praying if you, too, hurt, your pain depart

Oh, how I pray, you are still doing well
And sadness is just my very own hell

((September 30th,2013))