trapped

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By sweetNsour

my life is on pause i feel so limited my hands tied behind me lock up in coffin restriction restriction i am trapped it is driving me crazy have to accept it cause i have bills to pay have accept because Uncle Sam says so I hate the cycle I am F--king curse I am trap I want out show me the exit, pleeeeaaaaasse adult hood is killing me cant take the responsibilities the pressure, the expectation if i could run or take my life painlessly without hurting anyone i would but trapped, in commitment rules i hate it my passions are trapped, my zeals are trapped trapped and buried in depression and sorrow it is too dark to see hope to see faith to see miracles

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