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My Tortured Mind

The shadows are rising all around me
Invading my mind, thick and fast
No escaping the messages they bring me
All my memories from the past

How can I cope when I’m lost in my memories?
They’re stealing away my peace of mind
Sleep eludes me, hurt always present
The darkness deepens, leaving me blind

Thoughts always moving, too fast to hold them
Tossing and turning, to no avail
Questions, more questions but where are the answers?
Can they set me free from this mental jail?

The hand of friendship, always present
Help and support when we need it most
Even during our darkest hours
Friends are there to help us cope

We are surrounded by people and faces
Some are sincere, they really do care
They feel our sadness, our hurt and our pain
These are our friends, so precious, so rare

Their divine goodness shines through the shadows
Dispelling the darkness and reaching my soul
This is my light, my help and my hope
Guiding me home is their ultimate goal

The love of a friend has the power to heal us
Changing our turmoil to moments of peace
Easing our sorrow with love and compassion
Helping our pain and hurt to cease

Now the darkness transcends to daylight
Dispersing the shadows with this new dawn
Life is worth living and loving and sharing
Because of my friends I am not alone

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