Felicity Slaughter

Rookie - 22 Points (January,1995 / New Port Richey, Florida)

Torturous Lullaby - Poem by Felicity Slaughter

I feel as though I am
being punished for not
taking my own life yet.
So now I cry myself to sleep.

I have an unbruised body,
but a tortured and scarred
soul. With all of this emotional
turmoil, I don't have
much purpose here.

Soon I will be at peace.
No more torturous lullabys.

Topic(s) of this poem: cry, depression, torture

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 23, 2016

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