The knot coils and burns and twists
Tightly within my blacken heart.
Once a bountiful red of love and risk
Now crushed and destroyed by my own hand

Sunshine has turn gray with whimpering distraught.
The mask building stronger heavier of chains and locks
Regret, mistakes, and hope became a loop, endless cycle
I cant understand why it is repeated
Voices whisper in my ear, it’s cold and spiteful.

I scream but there is no sound
I run but my feet are stuck to the ground
Trying to do my wrongs to rights
Their words.. damn their cuts deeper then knives

Should I continue fighting this loosing battle?
The war hasn’t even started yet

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

Share This Poem