Released
by Foph
There are walls closing in on me
Not made of steel, brick, nor stone
Dark thoughts creeping in on me
A desire just to be alone
My eyelids feel so heavy
I'm lost inside my head
How long must I go on like this?
It's worse than being dead
I'm trapped within my own desires
Without the strength to just let go
No one else can touch me
No one else can ever know
I cry out but am immediately silenced
There are no shining rays
The clouds are so dark I cannot see
I haven't slept for days
But time is kind as well as cruel
An eon seems to pass
I'm not right, I'm still not whole
But I can close my eyes at last
I'm not cured by any means
But now it's merely a dull throbbing pain
Like they say, a wound will heal
But a scar always remains.
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