Hammer to ribcage -
Jackhammer to chest
I only pray soon they will lay me to rest

Knowing I was once happy, and still it haunts me
What once I had comes back to see, if I'm still living
It licks my wounds and stays my anger for a time
But, the pain comes back again and strangles me till I am out of breath
Leaving me on the edge, hanging on to life
Dying but, not given the relief of death
The truest Torture, The absolute Pain
All I have felt, all I have known
Since it came

I never knew how to deal with it, I just sit and dwell
On the fact that someday I know it will kill me and smother the one, my love
My escape isn't found in Heaven or in Hell

I'll always be forever young in this ground so cold
With the brilliance of my torture still there to behold.
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My personal favorite. :D I touched it up this afternoon. :)

I like this poem even better, Ted! My favorite lines are: "Knowing I was once happy, and still it haunts me/What once I had comes back to see, if I'm still living". This one I can in a way relate to as well, more so than "As I Lay In My Heaven" (if that is the correct title). And I also really like the last two lines. This poem is deeply haunting and atmospheric (if that makes sense). Good job. I'd love to read more of your work.

I fixed this one up last night, her'es the new version. :D I'll PM you all my other stuff. :D
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Hammer to ribcage -
Jackhammer to chest
I only pray soon they will lay me to rest

Knowing I was once happy, and still it haunts me
What once I had comes back to see, if I'm still living
It licks my wounds and stays my anger for a time
But, the pain comes back again and strangles me till I am out of breath
Leaving me on the edge, hanging on to life
Dying but, not given the relief of death

The truest Torture, The most absolute Pain
All I have felt, all I have known
Since it came

I never knew how to deal with it, I just sit and dwell
On the fact that someday I know it will kill me and smother the one, my love
My escape won't ever be found in Heaven or in Hell
Neither in the end of this pain or the misery
As even the very thought, the very memory of the pain is lethal to my being

I still am hurting, still am dying, dying in my soul
A lonely and dead soul dwelling on the past
A past that won't let me go or live
A past that ended me in body and in mind
Killed me in body and destroyed me in mind
And Still tortures me in soul, long after I have departed from this world.