The killing clutches , by Josiah Hammond :)
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Lost in the situations that kill me
Wishing I could get out,
Clawing at the windows
with the screeching sound in my ear
it hurts but I cant stop
I must leave this place behind,
for some one else to find
so it will no longer be my Burdon
the horrific screams come from inside
because there is no where else for them to hide
I want to walk through walls
So I can leave this place behind
I wish I was invisibles no one could see my face
I cant stand people seeing my tears
Because then they will ask what are my fears
Lurking in the shadows is where I want to be
Its where I am and where I belong
You where right this is where I lay
With no ability to stand
Because u have cut my legs
And now I have no way to stand up to you
please don’t make things worse for me
its hard enough to say good bye
I want to walk through walls
So I can leave this place behind
I wish I was invisibles no one could see my face
I cant stand people seeing my tears
Because then they will ask what are my fears
These walls are closing in
And im starting to panic
My hearts racing and stomachs churning
My brain has lost all ability for reason
And now im stuck in this situation
Longing to be free from this
Longing to escape the dirty clutches of your palms
Please god just let me walk through these walls
Just this once.
By: Josiah Hammond
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Posted: 2008-10-03 02:41:37 UTC |
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