• combatvet 46w

    Self Fogiveness

    Standing there on the rubble of our broken life
    I see what’s left of the person I used to call my wife
    As I was dealing with the demons running in my head
    She and the kids had to tip toe everywhere they tread
    In fear of one of the demons hearing and reaching out
    Pulling them into the madness which makes me scream and shout
    Feeling helpless and drained she said I cant take this anymore
    And I was left to alone to deal with my demons ongoing war
    Slowly I began to slip into this dark mental abyss
    Every outstretched helping hand, I chose to miss
    Thinking there is no way back and all hope is lost
    A voice said I can get you out, but self forgiveness is the cost