Well, in the moods of words,
I am trying to write
But
Words do not agree
I am trapped in my net like this
I can't jelly with the water of words
Well, I want to tear down the wall by my scream ,
I would like to
But
Voices rises up to the chest
Then the tongue and lips start the game of play-pause
I am stuck in my own noise like this
I can't speak
Well, how can I laugh,
I try to laugh
But
Lips do not help
I have kept my heart full of pain and suffering
How can i cry
I like to cry
But the tears do not agrees
The tears in my eyes have dried up
I have been crying all over my heart
How can there be confusion now
Well, I want to die
But
Death does not accompany it
As if bound by an iron chain within myseself
I am constrained
I have eaten my own burdens
I like to boil blood
But why?
I am sitting still
Well, now that's I'm coming to suffer life
I am trying to survive
But
Life does not have to be this way
Life has shown how it is
It's scary,
Is it to be confused?
Done, now
Many have fled
Maybe once I see it alive
How it really feels to relive once again
About the Creator
Em Hoccane
Creative writer
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