Empty

I wrote this poem December 25, 2006

it describes the emotions and thoughts of abuse on Christmas day..

I feel like my soul is empty,
like my bleeding heart cries,
like the ropes of sorrow have tied me down,
like the angel of darkness above my head flies.

The fire inside me is dyeing,
the darkness has invaded my soul,
death is dancing before me,
getting ready to take me whole..

The forces of evil scream,
they pull me deep into hell,
where the rest of my life I'll be prisoned,
in my own hatred soul like a criminal in a cell...