PEACE

I'm searching for something to push me over the edge...
Between anguish and escape hope is firmly wedged;
Somewhere within the dark mist in my mind -
There are answers that I don't want to find.

I need a hand to help me to insert the blade...
I'm too tired to fight the madness I have made.
I'm too preoccupied with dying to ever learn to live -
I don't need to see what else life has to give.

This tidal wave of feeling I simply can't endure...
The anguish is never-ending, so complete, so pure.
I'd sell my soul for the chance to become numb.
It's too late, this battle within me can't be won.

I've searched for peace relentlessly for so many years...
And ended up being poisoned by all my unshed tears;
Now all's left is to crush hopes last remaining spark -
Yeah, I'll find my peace - as soon as I drift into the dark...

© Barry Veinotte

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