Everlasting Day

By: A Survivor Not a Victim
March 17, 2016

My nights are long and disconsolate
and day’s are dark and melancholy.
As day fades into night,
night dissolves into day,
it’s like an eternal affliction
Everlasting every day.

My eyes grow heavy,
My body is feeble,
My mind disintegrated
and soul obliterated.

I seek piece of mind,
freedom of what I’ve been cursed.
Instead I remain captive,
imprisoned by the terror
of what he did.
Trapped in this vicious circle
With no days end.