The Hole


Trapped in a hollow husk of manipulation and insanity I scratch at
the enclosing shell that I break before it kills me
My stiches break as my emotions flood my body
Fears so close by, an inch away from slicing into skin
Depression crawls up my feet as anger swims through my veins
Love in my eyes is everywhere and is everything
Hate is under my nose, waiting to slide into my mind
The effects so long lasting coursing through the goose bump waves
I try to inject anti-venom, but it only makes it worse
My skull is about to overdose and burst as my limbs hurt
I gamble if I will make it through this alive again
My shadows bend low when I turn around and demons hunt me while my
guard is down
And then I can't sleep without a fear of being forever bound

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