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Walls of Jericho
Built up by aggression,
anger,
fear,
depression.
Fuck,
I’m exhausted.
My grip,
I almost lost it.
The mortar that holds these walls
is thinning from my exasperation
from the demons
that I’m facing,
fucking contemplating
do I let them win,
or do I try and make it?
I’m so tired of faking,
so tired of pretending like I’m happy..
Sometimes I wonder if I’m gone,
could I truly be happy?
Set free from the bounds of this
world that doesn’t love me..
What would my God think?
Would he hate me or would he still love me?
To be free from the sorrows of tomorrow,
would be lovely..
These jericho walls slowly crumbling down
because I let the world beat me down..
Life has jumped in too,
beat me black and blue..
And to think, it’s supposed to make me stronger, right?
It couldn’t be more opposite
I’m weak,
I’m tired,
I’m suffocating,
where’s the oxygen?..
Got me feeling lost again..
till I catch sight of the rainbow,
I wonder where the rain’s gone…
Sheltered with a love I never knew before..
Slowly reminding myself of who I am,
once more..
I pray to manage, many more days ahead,
because there is so much love, wisdom,
and hope I have left to spread….
- Poetic Gawdess
anger,
fear,
depression.
Fuck,
I’m exhausted.
My grip,
I almost lost it.
The mortar that holds these walls
is thinning from my exasperation
from the demons
that I’m facing,
fucking contemplating
do I let them win,
or do I try and make it?
I’m so tired of faking,
so tired of pretending like I’m happy..
Sometimes I wonder if I’m gone,
could I truly be happy?
Set free from the bounds of this
world that doesn’t love me..
What would my God think?
Would he hate me or would he still love me?
To be free from the sorrows of tomorrow,
would be lovely..
These jericho walls slowly crumbling down
because I let the world beat me down..
Life has jumped in too,
beat me black and blue..
And to think, it’s supposed to make me stronger, right?
It couldn’t be more opposite
I’m weak,
I’m tired,
I’m suffocating,
where’s the oxygen?..
Got me feeling lost again..
till I catch sight of the rainbow,
I wonder where the rain’s gone…
Sheltered with a love I never knew before..
Slowly reminding myself of who I am,
once more..
I pray to manage, many more days ahead,
because there is so much love, wisdom,
and hope I have left to spread….
- Poetic Gawdess
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