Suffer Me

My own soul conflict put to verse.

Suffer Me
By: P. Christopher


So I find myself again
In this cacophony of pain
My cries ring in my ears
As I rend my own flesh
Sever.


Torment is my only reality.
Nothing is all that is left of me.
My only emotion is hate
These memories will be my death.
Rage.


I dance this torture ballet.
As my body convulses
I rip my throat open
To let out the screams.
Burn.


I am suffering from the inside out.
My very soul-torn asunder.
My mind is ablaze
With so much guilt.
Shamed.


Blood erupts from my mouth.
I stumble and fall
On shattered knees
And broken arms.
Beaten.


My misery-self inflicted.
I drown in this agony.
No one to blame but myself..
I will never know peace.
Eternity.