
Your actions never intended to hurt
But they still left a searing burn
Bottomless sorrow turned into rage
That became my cage
Please just go away, to these feelings I’d say
So I lay
At night alone in my bed
Pillows drenched with tears that run red
A wine infused head
Fuelled by smoke to hide from my dread
Dreadlocks in my hair
From all the ware and tear
I cut it all off in my deep despair
A bunch of cells now on the side of the toilet sink
Just looking at it makes my mood sink
But it also makes me think
It’s time to move on, I’m on the brink!
I’m not angry anymore
Just a girl who’s obsessive compulsion has become a bore
No more
Will I just snore
Away my days, each one an opportunity to make a change
This sentiment I embrace
As I smash the walls of my self made cage!
About the Creator
Gee On A Journey
Daydreamer, wanderer and lyrical terrorist. I'm always on the lookout for new challenges and adventures, love to walk barefoot in the sand, not wash the salt water out of my hair and drink coffee.
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