poems 1
Drowning in my ocean of fears
            choking, gasping
Thrashing lost for years

Weighted by my regret
        chained, strained 
Memories will I never forget 

Engulfed by the flame of my hate 
          charred, scared 
My rage never to abate

By me I am haunted
      locked, trapped 
My broken soul flaunted
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The title is not the poem: It is full of despair, overflowing with intensity - I love irony - I wish you contentment - Stella