Walls Closing In, by Tyler Cedric Golden Subscribe to rss feed for Tyler Cedric Golden

It's tight and the surface is rough,
My body will not last, for it is not that tough,
I feel chlaustriphobic, I can't breath,
I try to look past these walls, but I cannot see,
What did I do, to deserve such punishment,
Maybe this was made by anothers' judgement,
I know in my life, I have not always done right,
But in life I have to survive, put up a fight,
I do not doubt this is happening because of my sins,
All I know now, is that these walls are closing in.
Posted: 2009-03-08 18:52:34 UTC

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