Be It Done!

So many thoughts,
No words to place.
Negative energy
So little a space
To tear at my flesh
Or tear at my heart
Put my soul at rest,
Continue ripping apart?
Be tortured blind
Or fear all I see?
Have I done all I can,
What more can there be?
Give up, call it quits?
Bare more of this pain?
Behold, see this beast
Now lie bloodied and slain.
Placed in this corner
Weak in the mind
No means of defense
With barbed wire they bind.
Glares cut like razors,
Words thrown like stones,
Trust burnt like bridges,
Now here lost and alone.
I stand before you broken,
This battle you have won.
I submit to these terms:
As you will, be it done.

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LaChelle Betcher
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Poll

How often do you write poetry?
Daily
23%
Weekly
9%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
44%
During stressful or emotional times
16%
Not that frequently
5%
I just like to read poetry
1%
Total votes: 106