The greatest pain one can feel is that of loss, a sense of holding on yet being let go. The anguish that builds in the heart while agony rips the soul apart. A thirst for vengeance without a single target, the devotion to being tortured mentally while cherishing love. Destroyed or destroy? It’s a question without answer, see through the fog of torment. Open to wounds long left unhealed, closed to feelings of sympathy because they only end in pity. What am I if not a broken man? What am I if not the monster undeserving of love come true? A failure some would say, the devil other would claim. When I look in the mirror at this moment all I see is the broken pieces that once again define me!
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