Take me away.
Far away from myself.
I'm so tired of all the fighting.
I am bogged down in blood and mire.
I am all ragged and ravaged.
Ripped apart and torn.
Save me from myself.
My own worst enemy.
We've been fighting for way too long.
And I have grown weary, oh so weary.
I just want to lay down my arms.
I want to surrender.
I don't want to retreat because I will have to fight another day.
It's time to give up.
Stop all this insanity.
I don't want to fight with myself any more.
Let my white flag fly.
May we come to terms.
Walk away in peace.
Let the healing begin.
Let a new life begin.
SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY
interesting poem Scott
ReplyDeletei urge you please never ever think of giving up
talk to people tell your story to someone you trust and they will help you figure out things fast and easy. I assure you. Just the right people, look around.
peace and luck to you
Thank you for your kind comments Victoria, such a beautiful name, but this poem is just an expression, not meant for literal interpretation. Although very personal.
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