A prison
Is it a state of mind caught at a sound because the following vibrations and waves just MIGHT bring a tsunami
Is it focusing on might
Is it always being awake at midnight even if there's numbers of hours before or after or however long
Is it that one song
That you hear over and over on the radio and can’t get out your head
Is it wanting to listen to that one song over and over again because you can’t get it out your head
Is it fear of speak
Of that one word
That one song
That
One
I ask myself a thousand times but I stop myself if the deeper understanding seems to far out of my reach
Is that my prison
Is that my fear to
Speak
But reason to speak I mean I think why people speak I mean when my lips make a song with my tongue it’s because I want someone to hear it
To not be heard is
A prison
Four walls
They say when someone doesn’t listen it’s like talking to the wall
I don’t want to go crazy talking to walls
Ive already been crazy trapped in walls
I mean around people that feel like walls
About the Creator
K. Waterss
Poetry has been my life for as long as I can remember. It's the only other thing besides my daughter that makes sense to me most days.
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