My Prison

by Terra   Jan 24, 2004


My heart cries, for the pain inside is unbearable. I am beginning to feel as if my entire life is devoted to nothing but pain, hurt, and loneliness. Every day is a struggle and every breath a fight for survival.

Life is a prison with no one around to hear me when I scream and shout. I use to wish for a window but now I think I am better of without one, it keeps me from aiming too high. Watching freedom is painful for me. Seeing joy, love, and happiness is another price I must pay.

I climb these walls of insanity in hope of finding a way out. It doesn't matter if I fall since there is no one who really cares.

Being strong is good and being weak is bad whether it is false or true.

The cell walls are built by society as well as the rules. If you happen to crossover what is accepted you had better watch out for they will lock you up with me.

Hide the pain and just carry on with the same routine. Don't let on that you are not what you are pretending to be. Just keep it all locked up inside of you but look out for when it all just explodes. Leaving nothing but a shell, killing everything that was you.

So how do you deal with a time-bomb growing deep inside? Or how do you defuse it without destroying yourself in the process?

You can't.

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