My head freaks out on my heart
Control rips my world apart
Agony roams all throughout
Rage holds my soul in drought
Fear holds my will in chains
My precious dreams
Real life is no longer real
Just a myth beyond the range of feel
Surviving takes my everything
My energy lost in a worthless fling
My dying hopes reflecting loss
Death, for freedom, is the cost
The tears I cry are never real
No ears hear my heartfelt spiel
No arms offer needed support
Forget my life. I cry abort.
Alone and unglued, I fight my own birth
Forgotten here, I've lost my worth
My only wish is to hide and die
To find the freedom to finally fly.
Poignant. You have a knack for taking the feelings that have no easy words and finding the words for them.
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