A poem about frustration and anger that builds inside of us and spill out in verse.

Damnation, my soul screams

Black; not black enough

All the trouble, all the bullshit

My soul, my heart

My strength, my damnation

Cry, cry out; hell is my cell

Damnation, damnation

Condemn the damn, condemn the righteous

My place, no place

Uplift the heart; shatter the illusion

Bind by hate, consumed by vengeance

Vehemently contradictions; surround me

In my power I control destiny

Damnation my soul screams

The damn don’t know what I’m talking about

Fire, brimstone; I walk through hunger

I crave victory

I thirst for retribution

I eat the dust I came from

I am the dirt I was formed from

Shout out my dissatisfaction

Triumphant, viciously, tracing steps I’ve never taken

Washing the blood stains from my skin

Hollow eyes sunken in

Ghost of horror seen within

Damnation, castration

Cut away my thoughts

Bury my feelings

Grave not deep; yet deep enough

Awaken the anguish

Feel the despair

Loosen the chains that strangle my spirit

Damnation, what of creation; what of justification

There’s freedom, not all are free

Here’s bondage standing next to me

Beneath me are the lies fed with honey

Damnation, sorrow shadows my existence

Grief runs through my veins

Windows door; don’t open ’cause they’re nailed shut

There’s an answer to prayer mine are never heard

I could holler, no one would care; they’d only look through me,

If I weren’t there

Damnable life is

Damnation I’ve been condemned too.

 

 

 

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