Invasion

by Poet Lordy

I'll allow you to read, decipher, discuss if you feel the need. A story not often told, not often in the public eye so to speak, but a topic that shouldn't be missed. A powerfully worded piece, a dark moment of someones troubles. PL.

Invasion

The nights too dark, I can't see anymore

Hide in my shell, to help heal the sores

Frightened of whom, I'm not anymore

Finding it hard, to try and close the door

Struggling with life, as time passes by

Pushed into decline, by some sad and messed up guy

It's easy to blame, the giver of pain

But this reaches far and deep into my veins

Like an instant reply, it all comes back

When you least expect it, it hits you, then black!

Your mind filled with the past, the tears in my eyes

It's not too pleasant, so look to the skies

Remember the moments, you were out of control

Hiding my head, to try to save my soul

It's not unusual for it to ruin your day

So all I can do, is to sit down and pray

To pray for the others, locked in a life

As they had no say, as to their trouble and strife

All I can see is the thousands like me

Lined on a wall and ready to flee

But life's like this for some and has been for me

It's not always their fault, who cares and who sees

You try to get in and you're met with a frown

So don't push to find, what hurts them inside

Talk to them straight and you'll open the gate

It takes time and effort, to release all their pain

As all too often, their tension falls as rain

I know all these things, it's happened to me

It wasn't my fault, his door, his masculine bolt

Although scared forever, I'll live with the pain

I find it easy now, to stop all my rain

©Poet Lordy (M Britton) 1996.