Time To Face It, The Fight Is Gone
When the attacks come And I need to fight, I find There’s nothing left inside, The tank is empty The coal’s run out The sun won’t shine I use to hide in this place, Never used my name Never showed my face Now there’s no more strength To fight or to hide It’s time to save what’s left And just survive. My name is Gary Vetro. I have spent my whole life defending myself against mental and physical abuse. I’ve been the subject of slander and false allegations at work. Over the course of my life there has been seven attempts on my life, and that’s just what I can remember. Now I am tired. I want to thank everyone who has been nice to me here. This has been a place for me to relax and calm down. Please keep posting your works. I love reading them.
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Mental Journey
I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.
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