Lost
Form: Spanish Sestet
The demons are here, back again,
Refusing to leave me alone
Yet I must face them on my own,
They drag my soul through shards of pain
As they did before, years ago
And again I can't let it show.
They haunt my dreams then cast me out,
Beyond the reach of all I love
I cannot find the way above
The pain. I can't scream nor shout
Beyond the truth of pure belief
There's nothing left but inner grief!
©JGFarmer2013
A Garret Poet 
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