Give Me Peace-Tortured Soul's POEM

Well, here goes. By George, I think my hands are shaking.
The sections bound by asterisks are meant to be italicized.

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*Give Me Peace*

FATHER!

I beg you.

Give me peace.

Still this heart that beats its harsh tattoo,
Distending my breast with anger and hate.

*Blood! I lust for it,
Loathing and despising myself for the wont of it.
NO!*

Give me silence.

Deafen my ears to the cries, the shrill cacophony of despair.
Quiet the soul-wrenching torrent of images and sounds and smells and tastes.

*In my name,
Burning, torching, searing, scorching.
No! NO!*

Give me innocence.

Wipe clear my brow, feverish with rage, cruelty, death.
Take hold my hand, stay its course.
Blind me with the light of forgiveness
So I do not have to look on the horror of my deeds.

*The child!
Shattered and lifeless. . .
no! No! NO!*

Help me.

Shroud me in your coolness.
Cleanse me with your darkness.
Hold me in your embrace.
Release my soul to the winds.

Give me peace.

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Well, what do you think? Comments, suggestions, critique welcome!
BTW, anyone want to hazard a guess who "FATHER" is?
Thanks for reading.

Ciekan, YSF--SB
Man, it may not be a stage, but it's still nerve-wracking.