2002-04-16 - 9:08 p.m.
My Personal Hell (poem)
I don't think I'll be able to write a real entry today. If I do, then that'll rock... Not much happened today, but was did was either really good or really tiring. So, I am posting up my newest poem. Enjoy!
^*^*^* My Personal Hell *^*^*^
Life's taken a big plunge and
Has taken me along for the ride.
I'm locked in a dungeon,
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
What can I do to pull through all this malady,
Save me from sadness, making me so happy--
All I can do to pull through is to
Lay in this cell,
In my personal hell...
And so I roughly suffer,
Torn and tortured from all of my friends.
Can I have another
Chance at this life and deprive it of stife
Without this knife in my hands
In my sight...
I WILL fight my demons
A greet them with courage
Devout of all fear...
Here...
Here
In this cell,
I'm poked with sharp sticks
And hit with large bricks,
And here,
In this hell,
I am all alone
So far from my home...
Oh what can I do to pull through from this agony
And be the girl that I always wished I could be
All I can do to pull through is to lay in this cell...
IN MY PERSONAL HELL.
And so I roughly suffer,
Beat and broken, betrayed by my friends.
Can I have another
Chance in this place and not be a disgrace,
With this face that is mine
All my own...
I'll stone all my demons
And conquer their evil,
Finally brave...
I am depraved...
Depraved in this cell
In my personal hell...
Save me before I
Am bloodied with gore...
Help me kill all my demons
And see and believe in
ME...
I'll pull through all this agony...
C) Lisa Bonanni 4/16/02
blown ashes - still scatter
